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The Madonna's Embrace
In golden light, so soft, so true,
A mother cradles life anew.
Her arms, a haven, safe and warm,
Shield her child from earthly storm.
White foliage whispers, angels near,
Their wings like whispers none can hear.
A hush enfolds this sacred scene,
A tranquil balm, serene, serene.
Her hair cascades, a darkened stream,
Part veiled in white, a holy dream.
The folds of robes, in light aglow,
Flow like rivers, soft and slow.
Through shadowed depths, the world peeks in,
Hints of nature, still and thin.
A misty realm, a painter’s grace,
Wraps this tender, holy space.
Oh Virgin pure, eternal light,
Your love outshines the darkest night.
A beacon soft, your peaceful plea,
An ode to love’s divinity.