The golden light, like warmest blanket,
Burning here since times of yore.
Brave contender, so eternal, fighting back the dark.
Such sweet cadence pouring outward,
Forcing ears to carefully hark.
Beckoning it begs me move- much closer to its side.
I abide, my heart a-flutter,
Bliss, I know, within does hide.
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