Cradle Of Creation

In the womb of time, she carries life's embrace,

A vessel of creation, adorned with grace.

With each gentle kick, a promise unfurls,

A symphony of hope in the heart of the world.

Her silhouette dances with the moon's soft glow,
A celestial ballet, a mother's glow.
In her eyes, the stars whisper lullabies,
As she cradles tomorrow beneath tender skies.

Her whispers are secrets, shared with the night,
A tale of beginnings, woven in starlight.
She carries the universe within her womb,
A tapestry of dreams in a sacred room.

With every breath, she paints a new dawn,
A canvas of love, where dreams are born.

She's a poet of life, a muse divine,
A pregnant woman, a symphony of time.