Praise be to God, who drove the clouds of desire with the thunder of a turbulent wind.
Then drops of sperm were released into well-fortified fortresses.
It transformed through amazing states until the time of emergence.
Then He brought forth a child who moves from swaddling clothes to silk garments.
And he pursues his desires, were it not that reason restrains him.
He amazed his parents, so they spent on him all their treasures.
When the ruin befell Sarah’s town, children were no longer allowed to pass.
Her garden trees were uprooted, and the streams were dried up.
The time of indulgence has ended, and the moments of rebellion have passed.
The smallest trial of the elder is for the kernel to fall into the jug.
The good news came in the midst of despair with the hopes of July.
So she began to say, 'When will you believe what has come of the promise, O young man?'
She said, 'Woe is me, will I give birth while I am an old woman?'
