Light That Lights All Lights
In staid stillness, I find its glow,
A fire unbound, where shadows go.
Not flickering, fleeting, or tethered to time,
But a beacon eternal, steady, sublime.
The canvas where chaos scripts its play,
Illuminates night, births each day.
Not seen, yet felt—a hum in the soul,
The spark that keeps the fractured whole.
Through darkened tides, it does not waver,
Neither the sun nor the moon its savior.
It rests within, beyond the mind,
A quiet truth that’s undefined.
Its light ignites the core of all—
A whisper that answers the deepest call.
Though life may twist and shadows grow,
Its radiance remains, steady and slow.
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