Cradle

CRADLE
Wings of the luminous light
Flapping,
The angelic features,
and elusive
Piercing trough the cloud’s crevices
Rushes toward the muffled sound of heart beat
With an alluring smile of a mother
Arms stretched, reaches
to swaddle
and cuddle like that of
the new born baby
to be placed
On the soft cradle of a life
Forthcoming.
Let the unknown future wait
But for now longing only for
The hands tenderly rocking the
“The eternal cradle of peace and love.”
Of the New Year