Filled With Light
And when the evening comes,
The Sun has already paid me a visit.
And when the morning arrives,
With my blessings kept...
I too will arise to express my gratefulness.
Delighted with a brightness I am,
To feel and be filled with the comfort of light.
Animating the reflection of my soul.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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