Each moment's rising woes belong
beneath a fleeting starlit night;
in you, I hear joy's waking song ...
dire darkness withers far from sight.
What magic lies within your soul,
dares harness this unquiet mind?
A patient sculptor melding whole,
unveiling wonders -- redefined.
Like holy water 'pon my skin,
your gently-cleansing touches rain.
All worries fade away ... wherein,
love chimes in echoing sustain.
In you, I've found my hiding place;
its restful haven shelters me.
As morning's sun reveals true grace,
lone sparrow's wings soar high 'n free.
How glorious views soon appear,
enlightens wisdom truly told;
'Tis looking glass beams brightly clear,
soft teary eyes of speckled gold.
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