My child, a breath within His hand,

A life I cannot understand.

The icon's gaze, a silent plea,

"Thy #Will, O Lord, be done through me."

A father's heart, a fragile thing,

To trust when shadows softly cling.

The liturgy, a whispered prayer,

To bear this cross, with love and care.

His path unfolds, a mystery deep,

In faith, my soul, its vigil keep.

Though tears may fall, and doubts may rise,

His Grace reflects in my children's eyes.

Through Pascha's light, and somber Lent,

A father's love, divinely sent.

To guide, to shield, with strength from above,

And trust in His eternal love.

#Fatherhood #OrthodoxChristian