The Light (Poetry)


No longer searching for the light

An awareness has awoken

As if it has spoken

The light itself has become alive

If doesn’t have to be sought

A gift given

It cannot be bought

A blessing has risen

The light was always present

In the darkness the light shines brightest

The light dances with kindness

Like a sword predestine to win the battle

The light armed with affection

Filled with strength of a thousand cattle

A light so beautiful, it is perfection

A light to be shared

A light to be spread everywhere

Deep inside, let it rise

The light is the prize







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