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Softly soothed light,
Shooting-forth on earth,
From the moment of birth,
The harbinger of feelings,
You, unfold your wings,
And radiate joyance- cadence.
You love for love
You care to make fair,
And install your sense,
To awaken from remorse.
As you grow and grow,
Your light rises into heights,
And with no condition,
You reflect on all objects
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem and the picture both are truly complementary to each other. Thanks for sharing.