The seed of love,
Sown with passion,
Grows and blooms
As her belly swells with pride.
Joyous anticipation
And excitement
Electrify the air.
A new miracle is happening.
A new gift from Love.
The moment arrives.
An angelic face peaks through;
Full of innocent promise.
A blossom
Of love and grace.
A shiver of apprehension
Slithers into the air.
Sent by the social mores
Of simple men.
For mortal man
Has arrogated the rights
Of destiny to himself.
Simplistic social mores
Dictate the path
That must be followed;
Because of what they see
When an angel is born
And lays guiltless and pure
On its mother's breast.
Thus, mere mortal men
Muddy the paths of Destiny
And audaciously clip
The wings of angels.