Father Of Light
The light shines in,
In the darkest of hours.
When all is bleak,
When all feels devoured.
It engulfs the sadness,
That torments the mind.
It gives you hope,
You're grasping to find.
It is bright.
It is vivid.
It sustains.
Forevering shining,
Throughout the rain
In the darkest of hours.
When all is bleak,
When all feels devoured.
It engulfs the sadness,
That torments the mind.
It gives you hope,
You're grasping to find.
It is bright.
It is vivid.
It sustains.
Forevering shining,
Throughout the rain
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