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Candles
In shadows deep, where thoughts entwine,
A candle's glow, a light divine.
Through winding paths of troubled minds,
A beacon bright, compassion binds.
A gentle hand, a whispered song,
Guiding lost souls, where they belong.
In darkness vast, a flicker gleams,
Igniting hope, dispelling dreams.
For in the hearts of those who know,
The depths of sorrow, pain, and woe,
There blooms a flower, tender, kind,
A balm for souls in need to find.
With empathy, they hold the flame,
And tenderly, they speak each name.
In quiet grace, they mend the seams,
And bring back life from fractured dreams.
So, let us be those candles bright,
Illuminating endless night.
In love, we'll guide, in darkness, spark,
Helping lost souls find the lighted arc.
© RoslynsMusings
A candle's glow, a light divine.
Through winding paths of troubled minds,
A beacon bright, compassion binds.
A gentle hand, a whispered song,
Guiding lost souls, where they belong.
In darkness vast, a flicker gleams,
Igniting hope, dispelling dreams.
For in the hearts of those who know,
The depths of sorrow, pain, and woe,
There blooms a flower, tender, kind,
A balm for souls in need to find.
With empathy, they hold the flame,
And tenderly, they speak each name.
In quiet grace, they mend the seams,
And bring back life from fractured dreams.
So, let us be those candles bright,
Illuminating endless night.
In love, we'll guide, in darkness, spark,
Helping lost souls find the lighted arc.
© RoslynsMusings
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