Life gives us bouquets of light,
Arranged in lovely visions,
That everyone with eyes to see
Receives like luminous kisses.
A million lights repose inside
The blue seas glittering face,
And of the fires that birthed the world,
We're left with but a trace.
Our lucid days are blessed by sun;
Our nights by twinkling diamonds-
And pocketed in rare rainbows, bright-
Are secrets, we're still finding.
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