Bag Of Feelings (ON HOLD)

The Beautiful Candle

There is a candle in the sky
High up there, which makes the gloomy night beautiful.
Its playful light chases the darkness
And at the end it wins the battle.
It showers its calm, soothing flame on the sleeping world.
It's called the MOON.

There is a candle in the sky
Which rings the alarm for a new day.
Nature comes back to life
As it peeps through the clouds in a canopy.
Its enlightening blaze refills energy in all.
It's called the SUN.

There is a candle in my room,
On my table, in my hand.
Its warmth is like my mother's hug.
My only partner in my solitude.
When I close my eyes I find myself beside my mother.
Her loving smile makes me forget all my terror.

And then there is this candle
In every human, in every heart,
Which takes me to my mother
Who is with the God, afar.
Its brightness is beyond every candle.
Its flame is in the protection of the Divine.
It can never be blown off with any hurricane.
It only travels to merge with the Almighty.
It's called the SOUL....

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