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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In the dark opaque night, across the sonorous space of silence, enfolding the languid landscape of existence, bereft of the beguiled essence in indolent life, my forsaken journey’s pathway meanders in the gloomy labyrinth of torment. Trudging at the fringe of trying tolerance, I hear the whispering wind of wisdom tell me, this journey has no meaningful end. I’m in the nebulous ambit of ambiguity, find the desolate soul in the grip of agony. As I see the overcast bleak sky crash down, I collect fortitude from the debris of hope, pray for the healing touch of the almighty. In this sacred time of the year, I travel liberated out of the abyss of despair, on the blessed inward journey, through the pious layers of consciousness, perceive in the sanctum of the devout soul the radiance of the divine beacon, illumining the corridor to the abode of bliss. The portals of the inner domain then open, where the piety lotus blooms for me, suffused with omnipresent gleam of God’s grace. My soul shines with the ethereal radiance in the infinite depth of the discernment space, like the flaring brilliance of thousand suns. In my self-searching spiritual odyssey toward the edge of the enlightened eternity, I perceive the glow of the inner galaxy, that turns me into a living lantern.
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