Ring Of Sunshine


A ring of sunshine on my table,

Spirits holding hands; they dance.

Shimmering colours keep on moving,

Flowing, Flowing like a stream.

Dance, you spirits, keep on dancing,

Prove my faith, proof life and beauty.

 

That beam of light I cannot touch

Touches me, touches my soul,

Shows me a million spirits dancing;

Among them is my own.

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