Mamma mia!

Those laborious months of pains
Through the unusual body gains,
The nocturnal heart's burning,
The nauseas in the morning,
The tablets of bloods high,
And of headaches taken nigh,
And the patience through all this,
With gracious anticipation,
Makes you shine as the only star,
In all the realms of creation.

The beauty of life

Two pedestrian souls
Meet in a circle of love
And branch out in three:
Forever bound by that magical truth,
Of the eternal evolutionary.
That beauteous feeling of eudamonia,
That one-ness of purpose in three:
What wonderful a thing the world!
And the bondage of freedom is free!