I must say, your comment regarding writing is a blessing in itself; hence the recognition here among my blessings for the day. My prior career was as a lawyer, in our country a combination of the solicitor/barrister approach to the law you have, as I have both advised and written, whilst also arguing on behalf of my corporate clients in proceedings.

I feel blessed to be able to write, and thus do much as poetry, one of my blessings follows:

Chrysalis
MRidder 20110214

From darkest place into the light
God’s splendor forth revealed.
Though born at first creature of scorn
its inner blessing sealed.
‘Tis known so well as doth wend its way
and seeming it does die
as second womb it enters in,
God’s secret to enseal;
and time once more doth work so well
in private places dark
a miracle unfolds within
as creature changes form
until at last God’s sculpting done.
Material so raw
reshaped within this second womb
emerges carefully
and gift of miracle unfolds,
the beauty of its wing.
Creature no more, in beauty soars
alight on whiff of breeze
and nectar sups from God’s royal cups
the butterfly takes wing.

I feel blessed to be able to take inspiration and drop it to word or widget, as in the cushion of which Jenna has written.

Blessed today in the communication with all of our children, even our pair who, in North Carolina, await the coming of their baby who will not live, another poem I put together for our little blessing. In this poem, I recognize through pain that we are all blessed nevertheless, as Autumn is taken to heaven straightaway:

Autumn's Song
Grandpa Ridder 20110418

Pools of tears surround us now
we look for answers, asking "how?"
Our God is true, oh THIS we KNOW
and yet we grieve and tears we sow.
We learned today a child would not be
our grandchild, first, she has to leave
before we held her and saw her smile
before her mother and father had child
she came into our family
so much joy to bring, we wanted to see.
But this the child God wraps in his arms
her smile known to Him this child who is charmed
to be immediately with Jesus in heaven's embrace
our Autumn is blessed specially with His grace.
We know there will be pain and sorrow down here
as all of us miss her and the joy of her dear.
One day we will see her in heaven when we
arrive in that place of such joy there to be.

Blessed,
Mark56