Baby face is the face of paradise.
In celestial light
are we bathed
before our birth.
Infancy is a divine state.
God is our home.
Naked we come from celestial glory,
bare and innocent,
nothing to hide,
radiant innocence
where angels and mothers kiss.
Holy is the life of a baby.
Baby face is the face of paradise.
(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova was my beloved mother. She died at the young age of 38. I want to keep her name alive as long as I am alive) .
Beautiful! ! A divine creation about our divine creation - Perfect, blissful & Pure! ! Love your style, my dear new poet friend! ! Jenny Nadine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A baby is out of greed, violence, jealousy and wrath. He is innocent. He comes from mother's womb in naked with celestial glory. His face is the face of paradise. His life is holy. So infancy is right to say a divine state. Brilliant presentation. Full vote Dr. tony.