baby faces

you are wild and new
baby faces
ever shifting as
the spring tides
changeable as
a Minnesota sky
what dare you
to think
in your wordless phrases
behind those wandering
eyes?
your face brings
hope as a new day
your faces bring
breath for a song.

you are vivid and soft
baby faces
unchanging as
a river's flow
unmoved as
a standing stone
what dare you
to utter
in your speechless way
outside of the realm of my
perceptions?
your face brings
joy to ease longings
your faces bring
agape for my soul.

(for Ingrid Katarina Joy)