The umbilical cord is blue, The placenta is black and red, The newborn's skin is purple, And now, I'm a dad. It took seven minutes - No more than that, My love stands, leans on me, Then comes out a head And then - an announcement To all alive: The baby is here - Greet her, husband and wife! How do I feel Do you suppose When you reach for my eyes Or snatch at my nose Or look at my face With wise giant clear eyes Appearing informed By multiple lives And yet also open To everything here - Whatever world you come from, Greetings, my dear! "Num-num" for milk, "Bum-bum" to get changed - Both words you know At one month of age, You look like a bear cub When your mom sits you up And resound like a trumpet When you give out a burp Or you happily laugh When you stand on her thighs And she holds you up And looks in your eyes And when I say You will grow up strong You don't cry any more And then stare along - Everyone says "What a beautiful baby" Hug you and kiss you And then you are happy. Wherefrom do you come? What do you know? What is your truth? Into what will you grow? What will you teach us? What will you become? Put pieces together Into what sum? How to combine Wisdom of soul With what exists In this world? All that you have been, All that you see, All that is given And what you will be - Masterpiece, artist, Creation, creator, Nature, mankind, Shaped and the shaper, Part you eternal, Part me and my wife, Part what you'll learn And part all of life - In those giant eyes As you look to the ceiling Full of great thought Full of great feeling Full of everything That is true: Lillian Gaia Shambat, I love you!
