Shining Through

Shining Through

Pure love hung shining,
like a chandelier,
a bright branch of stars
above me, so clear.

Slow spinning prisms
mesmerized my eye,
reflecting colours
of a sunset sky.

And then I woke,
and then I knew,
love would come
shining through.

Dark waves were rising,
and my sails were torn,
cradled in dying,
as when I was born.

White wings came flying,
as my hope fell down,
saved me from waters
where lone hearts may drown.

And then I woke,
and then I knew,
love would come
shining through.

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