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A shrill cry,
sending waves of happiness all around,
unbound joy, blossoms everywhere,
but in a heart deep in slumber,
the lone heart, when awakens,
tears of joy; transformed into baptismal water.

A time of happiness,
a time of joy,
momentarily unbound,
celebrations, jubilations all around.

My first step, for my earthly conquest,
arose a streak of doubt,
overcome by an assuring smile,
a transformation from fright to joy.

A wheel rolling by,
knockin my toys around,
changes life around,
black and white replaced by colour,
toy cars by outdoor games,
the lone heart remains untouched,
untouched by the magic wheel,
still lives by the good old days.

Treasuring every moment of my growth,
growth unanswered, unexplained,
the silent spectator derives joy,
joy unbound, unexpressed,
squirts of anger, moments of tears,
not even a whimper, from the holy soul.

Failure, life's first lesson,
taught with utmost patience,
patience, a virtue,
possessed by the guiding star,
star which shines at my every small step.

The morning dew, the sunset,
the rain, the wind,
the starry sky, the scorching sun,
the moon, the stars,
all His creation,
supreme of which,
my star, my life,
my mother...