First breath, a #Pascha dawn,
Small hand in mine, newly born.
Christ is Risen, life takes hold,
A story whispered, to be told.
Years like incense, rising high,
Beneath the #icon's watchful eye.
First steps, first prayers, a heart so pure,
Faith's foundation, ever sure.
Then shadows lengthen, day descends,
The world's cold wind, a love that bends.
A final breath, a whispered plea,
"Lord, have mercy," set them free.
But grief gives way to hope's bright gleam,
Eternal memory, a waking dream.
In Christ we meet, beyond the veil,
Where love endures, and cannot fail.
#OrthodoxWay #Fatherhood
