Love Yet Unknown

Written by: Virginia Muller

An infant's cry has an Elysian ring,
endearing the late-night hour.
A tiny, yet rattling, distinct sound, 

impinges a young mother's weary body.
Joyously awakened, she follows her heart,
as a newborn angel softly calls.
 
Rest will evade for a short while
as motherly instincts prevail;
endearing the late-night hour.

Tender emotions overwhelm her soul
as dream-like powers drift over,
impinges a young mother's weary body.

Angelic bells heard in air, abound.
Time is of no essence,
as motherly instincts prevail.

Waiting in a Lilliputian ruffled bassinet,
contentment, despite weariness,
a newborn angel softly calls.

Life now holds a most sacred trust,
a miracle of wonderment.
Time is of no essence.

Her total being, now complete,
dreamlike trends never felt before,
impinges a young mother's weary body.

Now aspiring to her most magnanimous role,
futurity holds only hopefulness &
a miracle of wonderment.

Nebular images, as far as she can see,
in tune with her dreams, now reality.
A newborn angel softly calls.

Halos, aspirations, is all that she sees.
An infant's cry has an Elysian ring.
Futurity holds only hopefulness, &
a tiny, yet rattling, distinct sound.

Drifting, in her thoughts,
tones of amazement, never felt before,
impinges a young mother's weary body,
a newborn angel softly calls.