There is a description of a newborn daughter, Kavya, and the effects of her features on nature and the world. Her eyes mesmerize winds, her lips make the sun salute her, and her cheeks make beauty bow down. Her smiles make meadows stoop in adoration. Her cries make thunderclouds shower blessings on humanity. Her stride crowns her as eternal success. Her fingers make versatility applaud her. Her ears make honey flow to her. Her eyes make gods clap for her countless births. Her toes make paths await her tread. Her hair shields her for limitless decades. Her destiny lines charm clouds. Her veins make lotuses encapsulate her grace. Her yawns make waves stand