Offering
Brilliant, calming flame,
what light have you not brought to me?
I find in you a hope,
a joy,
a love.
This is the meditative tear I shed
deep in the ocean of my adoration.
This is the joyful sorrow of my longing,
the song I sing
when words have long since died.
This is the glory of my soul!
It is all I have,
my everything.
Take it.
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