Eternal Embrace

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, ethereal messengers of grace, attend, Their wings a whisper of hope, a silent plea. The golden halo, a sunburst of purity, Circles her head, a crown of celestial decree. The child, a beacon of innocence, sleeps serene, A symbol of hope in the chaos of time. The tapestry of life unfolds at her feet, A testament to the eternal, the divine. Oh, viewer, see yourself in her embrace, For in her arms, all fears are laid to rest. Let her light guide you through the darkest night, And find in her gaze, the strength to be blessed.