As she walks through the corridor where light softly seeps in, The silhouette of a woman gently emerges, Her hair flows freely like the wind, And within her embrace, the pulse of life Is beautifully etched, like a secret deep within the earth. She will become a mother, In the stillness of quiet joy, Standing at the threshold where heaven and earth meet, Carrying new life forward into the world. Beyond the veil of light, Her presence becomes a radiant hope, Spreading throughout the universe, Reaching places no words can ever touch. Her steps, like starlight, Shine softly and tenderly, Blessing the new life she will meet At the end of this path.