Tired he, slept in the lap of mother darkness
To recoup the whole energy; the brightness,
The moon stood there, guiding, as Gnome
Ah! Star lit roof of hope, for the baby's home
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Beautiful poem. Nature has a tranquil effect on us matched by nothing. Loved the last lines.