Wings reflecting the moon at sunrise,
Settled upon the child with no sin;
In water and parents, he was baptized.
His heart now lit, from a light within.
Shadows may cover his smile
As his youth transitions into understanding;
From failure to the success, patient all the while,
Like a crawl… to standing… to running,
For no minds’ reason at all.
He will awake during his life time
With a drop of water, a tear of joy
Running down his face; acknowledging his mother and father,
Being born under an ivory Host, with a visitor without error,
Or mistake. His Guardian Angel,
For whom, he will never forsake.