lamp

Love lamp

Love is the breath through every hour,
A shifting bloom, a gentle power.
Love of sleep, of rest, of art,
Love’s soft whisper fills the heart.

Wrapped in beauty, deep and true,
Each moment, Love finds something new.
In every feeling, soft or bold,
We’re cradled by Love’s endless hold.

Call it this, or call it that,
In every soul, Love finds its path.
Neither young nor ever old,
Love’s embrace—a timeless hold.
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Lamp

Why need a lamp to see the Sun?
He’ll reveal himself, slowly, surely.
Why need a lamp to see the Moon?
He’ll soothe you, slowly, purely.

A lamp you need to brighten you,
For long you’ve hid in shadows deep.
Light up a lamp within yourself,
And shine, reveal, from sleep.
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