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Saturday, December 15, 2012

AND A CHILD SHALL LEAD THEM



And A Child Shall Lead Them


The softness of a baby’s cheek,
the sweetness of its breath,
are memories that we hold dear
and press upon our breast.

The children - let them cry no more,
but lead them to that open door -
that love shines through in wait for them
as angels they’ll forever spend.

Their purpose there will fill our souls
with love so pure that’s yet untold.
To turn and look upon love’s face,
to touch the world with amazing grace.


They’ll ask  forgiveness for the world,
for  humanity’s hearts to become unfurled ,
from hate, greed and pain -  replaced
with love … and not in vain.

The softness of a baby’s cheek,
the sweetness of its breath,
are memories that we hold dear
and press upon our breast.

“And a child shall lead them.”

God bless the children.

Written by:
Natalie Tapley, December 15th, 2012.


In Memory Of  The Children of Newtown Connecticut U.S.A.
December 14th, 2012 

Upon hearing the news of 27 souls being massacred at the Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut U.S.A., my first reaction was one of numbness. It took a good hour before the reality hit me and the numbness slowly slipped away and was replaced with an awakening of dread. Dread ...  the darkness of it. The weight of it. It seems to reach inside you and goes straight for the heart. One can physically feel it's grip grow tighter.  The pressure builds until it begins to leak into the stomach and slowly sinks and settles itself there.  For me I am still in that place.  Though now I feel dread's best friend, Pain.

I am a Mother.  I gave birth to, and raised three sons. All three births as unique as the people that they are.  I remember everything about each birth and from the first moment I met them. I remember the softness of their baby pink skin. The warmth of their little bodies against mine.  I remember how vulnerable they looked and felt the passion of protection come over me like a resolve I'd never felt before. Yes, without question I would give my life to protect theirs. Without question ... I would die for them. 

I know that I am not alone and other Mothers and Fathers feel the same.  So how do they live with the reality that their child is gone and there was nothing they could do to change that. They were never coming back, and never is a long time.  The worst realization of living with the fact that you didn't save them.  How will they go on without their babies. To say that my heart aches for these parents and their families is an understatement.  We can only hope and pray that they will somehow find the strength to carry on. I look at my own children - I raised them under the Golden Rule, treat others as you wish to be treated, it's the most important quality to have and will protect and carry you far in life. Without sounding arrogant I do believe that I raised 3 very caring individuals. 

With the Christmas Season now well upon us and celebrations growing near I hope that all will remember these families in their thoughts and prayers. For them Christmas will never be the same, nor ours.  These happenings affect us all whether we want them to or not.  This kind of shock and pain travels far and wide, around the world and touches all who are aware.
I'm thinking that Love can do the same, travel around the world, and touch others along the way ... Love begets love.


To you, dear reader, may the love and joy of the season be with you. Hold your loved ones close, hold them tight.
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

Until the next high tide ...

Natalie ...........................

12 comments:

  1. Natalie, Your words are very touching and I think all of us who are parents can side with you and your thoughts on the terrible tragedy.

    Thank you for putting in to words that most of us can only feel in our hearts.
    Merry Christmas to you and yours.
    Love & hugs!

    Donna,Darryl & Dylan ♥

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  2. Thanks Donna. One can only hope that the world learns something from such devastation. I hope they are now all in peace.

    Merry Christmas to you Donna, Darryl and Dylan!!

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  3. This is such a moving poem from the heart and soul. I've just discovered it and read it more than once, absorbing the message. There's so much sadness, and yet there is also hope that children - so bright, pure and free from evil - can perhaps save the adults, and show them the meaning of love. They will intercede for us. They love without question and are now surrounded by light and peace.

    May you have a blessed and joyful Christmas.

    Brenda Tate

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    1. Thank you Brenda. You nailed it!
      Merry Christmas to you as well.
      Natalie

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  4. You are one of those special people that walk among us and touch our soul with your wonderful words. An angel without wings. Thank you for taking the time, and your heart to share your thoughts. Sincerely, Cheryl Colley

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    1. Cheryl - Thank you so much. Your words have humbled me. When writing this poem I felt driven to do it. Almost as if another force was pushing and nudging me to do this. So I gave into it. In truth ... writing it is now a blur. Almost like I was a mere vessel for something else. In saying all that, I cannot take the credit but, I'm so happy you felt touched and I hope others do too. It's what it's all about, touching each others hearts and souls. I just wish it had been under different circumstances. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment. It's very much appreciated.
      Natalie.

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    2. Cheryl is right. You are a living angel Nat. No one on this earth is like you. xoxo.

      Robin

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  5. Beautiful Nat! You have such a talent that is so pure. You truly speak from your heart and put into words like nobody can, a true talent in itself. The words are beautiful, I cry as I read your poem, as I've cried along with the rest of the world everyday since the horribleness happened. You have raised three beautifully well brought-up boys that are productive members of society, and yes, you should be very proud and hold your head high for that. A true feat that I don't understand how you did what you did and how you did it, but you did.. and look at them now, beautiful young men inside and out. I thank you for sharing this, so beautiful, so heartfelt. It must have taken you some time to pull this together, the families would love to see that someone far away cares so much. You should consider sharing to Sandy Hook School, if possible. Too beautiful for them not to know about.

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    1. Thank you. What's happened is unspeakable. People are all at a loss for words. Ironically enough when I can't find the words to 'speak' out on how I feel, I write it out and suddenly have the ability to say a lot. Weird huh? The thought that the families involved would ever see this poem never, ever crossed my mind. If it made them feel better in any way ... well, wouldn't that be the ultimate moment. I'd be a very blessed person! Maybe the poem will find it's way there to them. I'll leave it in the hands of fate. Thanks again.
      Natalie

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  6. Sorry I didn't sign my name in the last post.

    xoxo, sis Robin

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  7. Thank you Natalie! Such an emotional and painful time for all. Fate will be sure that Your words will find their way to those that need stregth.
    Namaste

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