In All of Us.
What am i ?
That makes a blind man see.
And makes a mad man sane.
Drying tears and breaking hearts,
Causing joy and pain.
I make the smallest flower grow,
The tallest building crumble.
I give to many fine and rich,
I give to poor and humble.
I make the saddest time feel good,
A broken soul as one.
I gave the moon its magic glow,
And fire to the sun.
Im in the hearts of all of us,
Flying like a dove.
I take my shape in many ways,
Though always known as love.
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