You Gave Me Isaac

*This was written for a husband upon request as an attempt to express how his wife became more in his eyes as she gave him his firstborn child and son*

looking for love
I found God
and peeled back destiny’s top layer
there you were
boldly being the beauty
the touch
and the hope that
from the purity of a boy to the strength of a man
I longed after
and then more
you gave me Isaac

not the seed of my lies
not the fruit of my pride
not the product of flesh opened wide
not the lust
but the twinkle of my eye
the love that I believe I learned from beyond the sky
growing inside me until I met the one
I would find myself falling into it with
my son
you gave me Isaac

you became the beauty of my name
the face of my lineage
the nurse of my vigor
the tutelage of my honor
the cultivation of my future
the womb of my wants
where I am safe to lay my head
and dare to dream
and reach for promises too grand
for any effort of imagination to grasp
because you became mother of the proof to existence
of my voice in this world
when you gave me Isaac

Getting Published

Due to the contents of my contractual with Publish America, who is publishing my first collection, "Process of Praise," I will have to remove all my poems found therein from Blogger.com and facebook. However, look forward to seeing new works from Lewis P. Bryon. And, after further contracts, some old favorites. Thanks for your support!