A Universe of Quiet Love

Little stars shine,

A small soul with big loves,

Breezing away somber hearts,

Born naturally in serenity.

Her eyes guide in the dark,

Her laugh, a burst of starlight,

Her smile breaking big walls—

She is the star of this cruel world.

A room within her chest,

A special spot for kids,

She grew up weaving lullabies,

For a future yet unborn.

No bloodline binds the love she gives,

No mirror shows her grace,

Yet child after child is drawn,

To the safety of her warm embrace.

Little hands searching for her,

Drawn to the magical power she holds,

Carrying the blossoms of others;

While praying for her own root to bear fruit.

The daughter she holds in her dreams

The love she saves for unborn babies,

A quiet constellation, bright and far ,

Loved from the earth to the furthest star.

by rs