Seeing is that heaven that glows,
If lit like a candle that shows
Hope that burns as confidence sown
Into a mind for its joy is grown,
As the source of harmony shows
How tenderness from it flows
With radiance like the sun blown
To shine on life that one can own
To have the heart with joy that goes
To happiness with vigour close.
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