Lux Brumalis
The light of winter.
The shadows freeze, the shade alight,
With a lasting glow, a soft sight.
The light of winter, along the way,
The light that guides the path, all day.
Amor Vincit Omnia, love conquers all.
The love of the mother, that softens the fall,
The love of a child, that brings a light to your eyes,
The love of another, without which the flutter dies.
The love of the smile entrapped, in clear reflecting ice,
The love of the soul freed, to enjoy life’s very own spice.
The love that conquers fear, that conquers hesitation,
The love that makes you stay, past consideration.
The light that wraps like a warm embrace,
The light that calls at you to hasten the pace.
The light that rivals that bright, burning summer sun-
The light that is so different, but still encourages to run.
Amor Vincit Omnia, all is conquered by love.
The light shining, a reminder from above.
The light in times of hopelessness, in dark,
The light that brings a glimmer so stark.
The light amid the cold, the light amid the frozen,
The light amid the pain, amid the sick dozen.
The light that permeates through the cold winter,
Love, a light so strong, makes every day a little better.
Beautiful Aishani !! Please keep writing - love the thought process.
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