Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top
When the wind blows, the cradle will rock.
I can't go to sleep, Daddy
Lying here on my back, I search
The Heavens, looking for comfort.
I feel Your arms around me,
Stroking my cheek, pushing aside
The hair from my face.
You look deep into my eyes,
Yes, I see you, Daddy.
I feel you gently rocking me,
Slowing my mind, preparing me for sleep.
Suddenly, I feel myself being swept up,
Like a baby in her Father's arms,
You raise me above Your head.
I giggle and wait in anticipation.
You smile and throw me into the air.
I suck in my breath from excitement.
Among the tree tops, that's where I fly.
The air is sweet and crisp.
My head clears and I feel no pain.
I land back into Your waiting arms
I beg, "Again, again. Do it again!"
When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,
And down will come baby, cradle and all.
Deep love permeates from Your touch.
You laugh with me as You toss me once again.
I squeal in delight and pretend to fly.
Then something catches my eye;
I look and my eyes turn from Your face.
I begin to flail my arms and grab at anything within reach.
I scream, "Daddy! Where are You?"
I free-fall, all alone.
I look in terror as the ground gets closer and closer.
I manage to grab hold of a branch.
I feel secure for now, this moment in time.
I hold on, but my arms begin to tire.
I'm left holding the branch as I tumble down once again,
But I hear Your Voice calling to me.
"I'm here. Just fall into My arms," You whisper.
I close my eyes and brace myself for the impact.
A gentle thud is all I feel.
I open my eyes and see Your smile.
Not angry, You rock me and I nestle in Your embrace.
I finally fall to sleep as You gently sway me back and forth.