A Tribute to the Child

“This is my favorite image of him,” I said, pointing to the picture Jade took of the Child.
“Hmm, “he said. “It is beautiful,” he said.
“His innocence is astounding…” I said.
I breathe deeply.
How can I explain to him that I could feel a certain kind of calmness –
A feeling of serenity –
Just by merely looking at the image.
Silently he took my hand –
I can feel the warmth of his touch as he propelled me to look into his eyes.
And once again he reads my soul –
Then he said calmly.
“It is not just innocence that you see,” he paused.
“It is the profound love emanating from his being as he untiringly holds the world in the palm of his hand.”
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