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The sun has | The sun has risen, gloom has disappeared; | ||
The sky is bright with lustrous beauty. | |||
A hundred ages laden with humiliation | |||
Have faded away in that effulgence. | |||
In the sea of light, a storm has come; | |||
All inertia has silently withdrawn. | |||
All stigmata have hidden their face, | |||
Lord of Light, on seeing Your play. | |||
In that light the dark shroud is consumed; | |||
Black sky has morphed into deep blue. | |||
Every injustice and every corruption, | |||
Sheepishly views that resplendence. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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