You had come, a lamp You'd brought;
You had smiled on the mental mirror.
I had been unconscious, in dense-deep slumber;
You had lifted me up.
What is good and what bad, consideration had not been;
The black color of my mind had been four-sided.
I did not comprehend what is real and what is worthless;
By way of the lamplight, sight You had caused.
Hey the mental casket's splendor diamantine,
In a pervasive manner is Your velocity.
At every pore a song of consciousness You sing,
And by that music myself You colored.
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Thursday, October 30, 2025
Light You bring
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By Your grace my path is clear.
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