Our very first breath is a cry. No lyrics and no rhymes. Our very first breath betrays us. The suffering of coming days.
Our very first moment of sight is the end the darkness. The start of new light.
Our very first moment we're held.
And love guides us above the hard ground.
Our very first moment were told
The secrets of life
Not yet one hour old.
Our very first moment of light
We learn it is love that gives life.
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The Silent Singer 