The sun does not shine
The moon does not appear
These are myths and revile
And all knows what is real
As science says it's her smile
And God says it's her warmth
And devil says she's his fire
And people call her their North
And though I'm not a poet
Still words come on their own
And despite I cannot show it
Our bond makes it known
I love you beyond lovers' poems
And beyond mere feelings
Your love guides people to unseen realms
And gives me what everyone is seeking
Eternal, deep, and divine
Praise be your great design
Eternal, deep, and divine
I'll pray everyday in your shrine
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