The light is creeping near;
O my dear, is it to fear?
You can't touch, nor can hear;
But the feel will let you cheer.
Where three Gods can create an earth;
Where three truth can create a life;
Where three words can create a kin;
There the Three can create a light.
It is what we all quest to search;
It is that you have from your birth;
Upheld thy self and shine above all;
Give a tinge, reveal life untold.
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