6/9/93- Evan

                                        6/9/93
                                  Santa Fe, NM
 
                 Evan

 On the day I met you
 I wept silent tears of massive joy
 Beneath the fierce warrior clouds
 In Santa Fe's skies
 I felt love for your mother and father
 And the involuntary heat of your body
 As you breathed the warmth of summer
 
 That day your head fit in my hand
 The families fine hair between us
 I was as awkward as all single men
 And your mother gasped as I shifted my hands
 Your eyes began to close one at a time
 The right one keeping watch on the new stranger
 Your fathers on a lifelong friend
 From across the sticky airless room
 
 In your pure crystal blue eyes
 I saw that you had seen God more recently
 Than any of us older mortals
 His reflection touched me
 Gently to the core
 You carried what has slowly slipped away
 That which we fight bloodily to regain
 
 Sleep came restlessly behind your eyelids
 What could have troubled you?
 Perhaps that power's vision began to fade
 Or the future was all too clear
 Could be the heat pulled comfort's hold free
 Or the tremble in my hands
 
 No matter, little miracle
 Rest now before life tires you
 In a way that sleep will not correct
 Grow strong and happy
 Know your fears and face them
 Never think you cannot ask me for help
 Nephew.