Eternal Embrace
Reflection
In the cradle of divine light, where stars bow low,
A mother's arms cradle the promise of new life.
Her gaze, a river of compassion, flows deep,
Guiding souls through the labyrinth of mortal strife.
Angels flank her, their wings a whisper of grace,
Guardians of hope in the vast, silent night.
The golden halo, a sunburst of purity,
Illuminates the path where shadows take flight.
Her child, a beacon of innocence, sleeps sound,
A symbol of peace in a world oft torn.
The tapestry of their embrace, rich and profound,
Speaks to the heart, a timeless, sacred norm.
In this sacred scene, we find our own reflection,
A mirror of love, a beacon of light.
May this eternal embrace guide us, protect us,
Through the trials of life, through the endless night.