"The Dance of Creation: Fourfold Wonders"

In hushed murmurs, emerges a narrative,

Of life's enchantment, a tale to give.

Repetitively, the womb does bind,

In the ballet of genesis, hidden truths find.

Beneath the exterior, a realm shapes new,

Every kick and stir, forms a connection to imbue.

A mother's affection, no break to take,

In life's harmony, hearts awake.

A bump expands, a luminous gleam,

With each offspring, a fresh blossom's theme.

Aspirations and dreams, in a stream's drift,

In the passage of maternity, they uplift.

In the caverns deep, a cosmos sings,

Fourfold bliss, on wings that sway with wings.

Every conception, a chime that springs,

In the song of life, eternal springs.

Feelings rise, like a rush of tide,

In the hug of love, they boldly confide.

From fret to marvel, they bravely glide,

A route of endurance, hearts allied.

Through each twist, curve, and crook,

Four marvels, life bestows a look.

In a mother's embrace, adoration does mix,

A journey of vigor, compassion's fixtures.

Therefore, let's treasure, this miraculous prance,

Of maternity's voyage, at every chance.

For in the symphony of existence's vast expanse,

We behold loveliness, in every circumstance.