Radiance Of Purity

On the horizon, the Sun's ascent, a baby newly born,

Her father wept, pledging love and protection, from night to morn.

For ages, he'd prayed to a divine goddess, high above,

His prayers heard, graced by her presence, pure as a dove.

The tiny eyes sang of purity and grace,

An essence of a woman offering a warm embrace.

When her tiny lips curled into a precious smile,

All hearts overflowed with love, if only for a while.

Nothing appeared as pure as her aura's radiant light,

A soul so untainted, aglow with divine might.