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D
of the
HOLY HEART
And as you sing the golden song....
Every single night that you seemed to sing alone Night after millennia of nights
Turns to the luminous glow
Of pre-dawn’s sun-moon salsa Washing the damp chilly dark nights Away for ever
You keep singing the golden song
And pre-dawn alights as
The star-spun silver rays of the dawn of tenderness And the betrothed-to-kindness light Blazes in noon-time full brilliant majesty The diamond sun of Love’s cymbals of sound Beaming-choraling upon you
Warmly cascading-crescendoing within you
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