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