Your innocent eyes lightly closed
Your tender limbs partly stilled
In swaddling linen’s comfort wrapped
You sleep within your mother’s girdling arms.
Away from all care you drowse
Away from the snares and sorrows of the world
With the Heaven smiling from the heights
And the swarm of angels keeping guard all around
Fresh as the freshest vernal green
Lovely as the loveliest summer bloom
Soft as the softest silky fleece
You lie, a priceless gift wrapped in grace
Blissful is your rest
Envious is your state
But weep not, when you wake
Bursting this cocoon to the chill and heat
For on your sides, colourful wings sprout
With iridescent shades, curves and spots
To carry you over frost and snow
And to feast on the dew, served in floral cups.
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