Melodies of peaceful existence foretell future destiny
and fateful promises with wisps of candle flames,
rising toward heaven with prayers upon lips of
recipient's gazes.
Spotlights shining on darkened corners of heredity,
adjusting it's hues, bringing to light, traditions
of old, pushed back into corners.
Brought out into the open now to be looked at and seen
by future generations instilled with family values and
morals.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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