A god is governed by a number of infinite truths, as mortals are. We refer to them as infinite because these are truths that endure: truths that are unchanging and remain so 'til the end of time. Despite the number of these truths there is one truth, a great truth that stands bright and brilliant among all the rest.
I love my daughter.
This is the single truth whose permanence I have never brought myself to doubt.
As I watch her sleep this truth hangs in the air, resolute and (dare I say it?) stubborn. I watch her as I have watched her all these years and shall continue to do so. Though she has grown in strength and beauty, she shall always remain my darling girl: the shining, infinite truth which governs the heart many believe know nothing but chaos and war. It seems to be more than a hundred years that have passed since I have been by her side. At times, I feel unsure of myself, doubting all high praise of being the wonderful father my peers hail me as.
In her sleep, she takes my hand all the doubt that clouds my mind disappears. There must have been some measure of good I'd done to deserve her. Even in her sleep, she senses my presence.
Ah, if only I could grant my own wishes. Surely, there must be a force listening to the prayers of gods. It seems strange for me to speak of such things but I do have a single secret wish. I whisper it before I sleep. I have whispered it to her as she dreamed.
"Please," I pray, as only gods and fathers do.
"Let her stay this way. Let her clutch at my breast in her moments of weariness. Let her remain as she is, with her hand in mine and walking by my side."
I fear that someday, she shall grow out of this. Someday, she may see me as nothing more than her doting father and on those days, my wish grows even more fervent.
She is my heart. With one word, she calms my rage. With a single touch, she gives me reason to smile. With a kiss -- ah, the very kiss I would give up my very throne for... she has claimed my completely. With nothing more than her mere "being", she has risen above all the truths I know to emerge as the strongest wish and most fervent prayer. She is an infinite truth in her beauty and permanence.
-11/14/2009
