A child was born in
midnight
Under heavenly
moonlight
With skin as cool
as snow
With starry eyes
that aglow
Though silence
reign her lips
Her smile is always
for keeps
Stirring deep inert
constraints
Flushing bliss
beyond restraints
Endowed with ember
hair
That flows through
the air
Your little hands
are benign
Blessed to hold
them as mine
And if your cry
surpass my soul
Let your grace
shine upon us all
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