Birthday

Sometimes I feel trapped in my head, keeping my heart from beating.  As I start this venture into fatherhood I want to feel it, breath it in and let go a little of trying to be the perfect dad, thinking everything through and analyzing endlessly, which trust me I'm sure I'll do, that's not a challenge for me, its more like drinking water.  So while I wait for my son to arrive, literally any hour now, I wrote this:

Shadows lies ahead
their shapes unfamiliar
yet somehow resembling...
The air is quiet, calm
A hum of excitement
can be heard or felt rather,
like a soft crackling hearth.
Deep waters flowing strongly
far beneath the surface.  
Everything is unfamiliar
yet somehow the same.

I'm ready, not confident, but ready.
The current flows into me, retreats, repeats.
Bare feet planted firmly
feeling the solid Rock beneath
all about the light illuminates
leaving long silhouettes
of things unknown.
I'm ready.

Stillness.

You are with me.