Lighting of the Lamp
Whenever love ebbs
Happiness too dies
Our soul’s light begs
Since it yearns to rise
Truly, this age is dark
Inner light is veiled
We see not our spark
Being by fears assailed
We yet have a lifeline
Within this dark abyss
Head and heart align
To rekindle God’s bliss
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