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Now all is still, yet still the heavens move,
In endless dance around that central light;
The heart of God itself is bound by love,
And we are sparks that burn within His sight.
Our mortal days were but the fleeting dawn
Of vast creation's everlasting noon;
The dream of flesh now fades, but not withdrawn—
It wakes to life beneath a higher moon.
No tear remains, no shadow dims the way,
For love hath won what time could not reclaim;
It shines beyond the fall of night and day,
Unchanging fire, though worlds dissolve in flame.
O hearts of mortals, know the truth divine,
Through love alone our spirits ever shine. |
