New Beginnings
written by: Benjamin Grossman
You are the conception of peace,
The beauty within the eventide.
And during the moon’s reign, I whisper your name to a cluster of stars,
Then sing your praises to the sacred beings farther beyond.
There is a heavenliness to how all darkness scatters at the sound of your name;
And I know this: even the skies wish you were their sun.
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