The Song of the Skies

My baby sings with all his might
singing with the sun, the moon, the stars
with all the sounds of the earth
under the majestic, heavenly skies
No matter there are no words
deciphered, only hums and drums
but still he sings
with all the wonder in his eyes
Our child explores
for the first time,
it seems
Our face, our voice, our love
in the most concrete of ways
Our words of " I love you's"
no longer disappear into the
universe's dust,
he hears us,
he bids us,
"Come mama, come papa"
Come into my world,
This is why he sings
This is why we sing
the symphony of the heavens,
the song of the magnificent
magnificent skies...
Thank you great sun, thank you!