Wearing a robe of light
when the night is raining stars
comes the star child up in the sky.
A little speck of light, a foetus kicking in the mother's womb,
it gathers limbs and grows
into a magnificent cluster of life.
A tide of milky glow makes a way
for the child to walk and run
across the shining, shimmering firmament.
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