The Birth

by Mark Weinrich

I long to suspend,
to pause wonder’s 
shimmering presence.

For holding my breath
is only a glimpse 
into the glorious.

I want to cradle
this wet and struggling 
moment, to hear, to taste, 
and smell.

For I know there is
a message, a reason
this flickering instant
has passed into my life.

And by God’s Spirit,
by His remembrance
a poem is born.

Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 130 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.

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