Yesterday's Dream Becomes Tomorrow's Reality

Whom we celebrate on January 19, 2009 and whom we will inaugurate on January 20, 2009 are proof positive that dreams do come true.

Inauguration of Hope

Copyright Peggy Eldridge-Love - 2009

Look what happened when they took the chains off and gave us access

Look where we went with the width and the breath of the wisdom

given us

by He who created the universe.

When the doors opened we rushed through them,

Not to pilfer, but to drink from the fountains that used to tell us ‘no’.

Those who came before us bent their backs willingly for us

To step up on them and reach a little higher.

Those who had the vision knew that sometimes it would require

The very life they lived for a few to make it over to the other side.

When we got there, the mantle finally passed our way,

We did not scream for retribution or blood gifts to right the wrong,

We came with hope and change, promise and dreams for all.

Suppose there had never been chains to contain us

Suppose we had always been privy to the dream

But suppose only for a moment since the path before us starts today.

The Equator's Sun

Is there a perfect order to life? I believe there is, and even in those moments when all feels chaotic, when there are occurances that defy any ability I have to comprehend or embrace them, I still believe they are divinely ordained for the life I have been given to live.

I thought about that as it relates to President Elect Barack Obama. Having heard him repeat his own story and that of his mother and father - how they met, married, gave him life, and then parted - I wondered if they perhaps instinctively knew theirs was not just a coming together by chance, not just an ordinary girl and boy, man and woman relationship, but if they knew in their innermost beings something far beyond their own understandings had been manifest.

Those thoughts became this poem. I hope you receive it in the spirit I have written it.

The Equator's Sun

He is a kiss of the equator's sun against a cool Pacific breeze.
Intended, yet a surprise, come too soon,
but right on time.

Neither knew what drew them,
any more than they knew what
repelled them

only that once
upon a time
love demanded their obedience.

He was the gift left unwrapped when the guest had gone.
Intended, yet a surprise, come too soon,
and right on time.

He is the kiss of the equator's sun,
the hint of the days
before

and the days to come
in the simplicity
of his understanding

love
demands
our obedience.

He is the sound of a cool
Pacific breeze,
the kiss of the equator's sun,

an intention
come too soon
yet right on time.

Peggy Eldridge-Love ©2008 – All Rights Reserved