Harp of Light
Two hands
caressing a gold harp
the sun hits noon
lending a spotlight
creating a star on the ground
the harp shines celestial light
transfusing harmony
into every listening soul
night arrives to visit a while
strings gleam in the dark
the other stars applaud around
now it is time to serenade the harpist
in the darkest times
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