Donkey hair was all over her clothing, goats bleated
cows shifted, and winced at the screams of pain,
and fortunately the sweet smell of hay
covered most of the other smells.
And amidst the agony of childbirth
the light, the divine Light
the most heavenly
entered our world
completely and totally
Certainly His birth was a sign.
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