Encounter between a manifested soul and an existing one

Months of waiting, weeks of keeping count, days of joy, minutes of love, seconds of care, and moments of eternally treasured memories all seeming priceless staring on and on inside the cradle, what a sight, the newborn resting ever so peacefully as in paradise even though in the midst of the world, eyelids touching each other and yet conveying an unexplored world concealed in itself, every breath revealing the beauty of life in rhythm, lips partly open leaving onlookers in suspense as to what t perceive from the sense of speech within them even which reveal a language universally perceivable. Body as delicate as the most beautiful flower dancing in the winds of nature which is to be admired and not disturbed, fists open but ready to grasp the care the world dedicates and the feet preparing themselves to tread the path designed by fate and offered to them. Even though the newborn arises from humane kind, yet seems out of the ordinary to be admired for eternity and cherished when the time is passé.

The gaze is broken when some external factor alters the scene and leaves everyone wondering of the reason of the change and a remedy to the sudden tears and cry craving for the unknown. Each one tries to restore the situation as before, one or all may succeed but not without much effort, thought and, labor, gradually everyone observes the calmness returning to set everything right and they heave a sigh of relief in the most silent way possible and everything seems to be normal precautionary measures are taken, improvising to prevent further trouble to the fragile gift of nature. Then yet another soul is drawn towards the newborn caught in the same vice of awe relieving the body from the factors of the world and captivating their heart in this little yet priceless joy they call their own, the grip from which no one would ever want to let go.

The new born is taken into caring arms held close to the heart and secure in their arms, with their gaze following every move and entirely dedicating personal care of the newborn. Each moment of the glance reveals something to the world and the world itself, sometimes wanting to present the world to the newborn and at the same time craving to protect from the dark side of the world, to fulfill all the dreams that may come across, and cherish the joy increasing by leaps and bounds when with this form of God in one’s grasp.

But what happens as this gift climbs the ladder of age and departs from the temporary paradise it was born into, and traverses into the world, time changes so does situations and also the beings entangled in the vice called life cycle gifted to us by nature, but ignorance tends to become bliss and we forget to know the value of nature in its purest, divine, and unaltered form in your arms, but we do need to cherish the sight until our last and when this action is realized by this world, we will receive not a temporary but a permanent paradise in our midst transforming everything into itself and existing in such harmony that even the end will be embraced by you when you cross its path.

As the time advances in the newborn’s life do not mistake the form to detiorate, but does so when trespassed upon, and in the various milestones that your treasure may reach, advice when called for, lead when confided upon, protect if you see danger lurking near them, support when they may tire along the journey, and share both joy and grief whenever they overflow from heart and in any moment along this path if you falter from this responsibility entrusted upon you, stop, and remember the moment when you first started this new journey and be assured that instances will transform into the better. Remember both care and love arise from themselves and also transform into its various other forms satisfying the needs at various situations through each different form your blood flows in your offspring and in you identically when time is passé, running, or when it comes to passé so utilize the experience to gift a better lifetime to them after all to this priceless gift of God deserves nothing but the best from you.

This I dedicate to the joy of parenthood rediscovered and transforming the world each time a newborn blesses us with their presence in a way no words can ever give form, to this wonderful feeling.