Whispers of the Sacred Light

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In the silence of the morning’s grace,
A gentle whisper calls my name.
Guided by the unseen embrace,
I find solace in the eternal flame.

Beneath the stars, in quiet prayer,
I seek the truth in ancient lore.
A journey of faith, pure and rare,
Unlocking mysteries at the core.

The river flows with wisdom’s song,
Carrying dreams of hope and peace.
In every heart where love belongs,
Divine connections never cease.

Through shadows cast by doubt and fear,
The light of faith will brightly shine.
In unity, we gather here,
Bound by a sacred, timeless line.

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