Fatherhood: A Rite of Passage
As I watched the sun set
A part of me laid to rest.
The ancient transmission
Symbolising divine transition.
Through the eye of a passage
The RITE, a sacred challenge.
This time, so clearly I saw
The SON in the sky.
My brothers in arms
Fathers holding the flame.
Paving the way through the darkness,
To the other side of the game.
Deep in a jiu-jitsu fight
The Yuachuma hits strong.
The fire burns brazenly
Right on into the dawn.
As the time soon approaches
As her belly grows long,
Our drums echo heartbeats
Prayer, celebration and song.
