Ever guiding love
If but sorrow seems my barring,and i nothing shed but tears,
there's a constant love still caring,
pouring comfort in my ears.
When too bright i see the hours,
with a fools smile on my face,
then that loves a cooling shower,
putting out too hot what plays.
Ti's a balanced situation,
where i build and sharpen of.
In a blessed meditation,
sits my ever guiding love!
And by not the richest treasure is such Goddess to be known,
for only true can she be measured by the endless space alone!
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