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Blinding, binding light.

Light is fascinating-binding, at the same time it's blinding.
Light is fascinating-binding, at the same time it's blinding.


A sudden blinding light appeared,

Conversion, repentance indeed!

Amidst persecution, selfish intentions;

They continue to succumb, what a worldly nation!

Hypocrisy at its best is seen.

What can a flesh do?

What a blood can get?

Doubts, insecurities, hopelessness

Division, hatred, it’s pointless.

But how can a blinding light be binding?

Turning darkness into seeing,

Inseparable love, that’s what he’s getting.

Indescribable.

It’s mysterious.

No one dares to be claiming.

“Every end is a beginning…”

A cliché worth remembering.

Now come into thinking,

With sharp mind,

Mind proper timing.

Indescribable for now,

Maybe tomorrow, they’ll be towering.

It’s a maybe, life’s but a turning.

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