Come and See

Come and see-
the ripple across the stomach, the jostling baby.
A mom smiling, amidst the ceaseless aching there is momentary majesty ,
a husband so proud of her strength and so joyful over a movement.
A movement! He will spend a lifetime telling this little boy to "Stop!"
But, such happiness and warmth in the invitation-
Come, and see.

Come and see-
the noodles and glue, and the glowing boy,
inviting you into his imagination,
creating for you concrete reminders of his joy and love.
Such pride in a horse, and cowboy, and the dinosaur they're chasing.
Noodles! Spilled during supper, burned while baking- nothing special.
But, even Picasso was not as proud when he said-
Come, and see.

Come and see-
the first place medal from the spelling bee.
Grandma and Grandpa, neighbors, cousins, friends at school:
Everyone will know who won the spelling bee!
M-E-S-Q-U-I-T-E
The spicy sweet taste of the victory.
Letters! Words! Ah, thousands, millions are said every day:
But, no one will doubt this one's weight when invited sincerely-
Come, and see.

Come and see-
The bruised face and the broken knee.
A car smashed up after hitting a tree;
Scars imprinted on flesh and spirit remind the boy that he is not invincible,
but friends are shown and family winces; he is proud that he escaped.
Scars! What is so special about rebound flesh- a mark of impurity?
But, it shows the marks of living, it can tell a life story-
Come, and see.

Come and see-
The girl sitting in the shade, picking flowers happily,
the beauty of the sunrise blossoming on the petals, and on her face.
She shows the nervous boy the bouquet, the greatest thing she has seemingly ever seen.
Dandelions! They are hardly even flowers, as they cover the crabgrass.
But, their magic is unmasked in this moment, a girl and boy sharing joy-
Come, and see.

Come and see-
Philip told Nathanael, and he told me.
An amazing man, full of wisdom and grace, truth and love.
The words he speaks are wise and pure;
Whatever he does is done with compassion and care.
He told me who I am, and I am loved.
From Nazareth! From the sticks! Nothing good can come from such a lowly place.
But, wait until you run into him, because he will tell you, too, that you are lovely-
Come, and see.