Birth of a Daughter: A Miracle of Life

A droplet of moonlight

Drowned in beauty’s moonlit waters;

A splash of starlight

Woven in the dreams of youth;

Fine lips from the crescent formed;

Rays from two bright stars

Split on an ocean of eternal love;

The meaning of the dreams

We dreamt together;

Both the flower, its loving bee,

And the nightingale’s sweet song.

When your fingers searched

The branches of the timeless

Tree of mine;

They located this fair rose,

Bathed in the celestial light.

All our tears and our laughter;

All out longings and our joys.

The drop the new moon

Spared us of her light

When I, my pleading eyes

Turned to the heavens;

The pearl you brought

From ecstasy’s dark ocean,

And placed, with trembling fingers,

In the proud folds of my turban;

The red rose and the spring time;

And, the dance of the butterfly;

Little dewdrop bathed in light;

Stolen blossom

From the garden of the gods;

Two streams joined in a little rivulet;

Grow little one, become another river;

Unwind yourself through flowering fields,

Across your native land.