AWPC supporter Chris Moses graciously shared with us a poem he wrote and we wanted to share it with all of you! Merry Christmas!
WHAT IF ‘IT’ WERE A TREASURE?
Searching for buried treasure
That’s a childhood game I fondly remember
Digging deep into the fertile, dark earth
Hoping to give wild dreams birth
How I long for those childish days
And all their innocent ways
Peering deep into my own heart
Has hidden treasure taken a part?
With promises of adventure, beauty and toil
With value greater than silver, gold or oil
Skeptics claim with hard sneers
“You’re chasing a fool’s dream” adding to my fears
But my inner life is full of wonder
And my mind takes time to ponder
So I had the latest ultrasound
Studying the life moving around
The form and substance are just like mine
Bearing fingerprints of the Divine
Although the image speaks with a clear voice
I’m alone with a terrible choice
If ‘it’ were money, power or fame
I would jump at the indulgent gain
My heart says this one in me is greater still
Yet ‘it’ challenges my selfish will
Yes it’s mine and just like me
Seeking life and liberty
They say be free of ‘it’ and a true woman be
But do they care about the real me?
Does it die or come to breath?
Someone, somewhere save me from a love of death
Then I hear the receptionist call
I numbly walk down the hall
A doctor waits ready to take
The life from me – yet I hesitate
Standing still I’m frozen by the weight
Of mine and ‘its’ eternal fate
If I were growing precious jewels inside
No one would dare disturb where they hide
But what work of jewelry can compare?
To an infant’s form so sweet and rare
Pray, pray that I won’t destroy
The gift of heaven – a baby boy!
- Chris Moses