Candles illuminate conversations
Bringing birth to tears
The truth of stories
That rise question to who we are
How direction can be found midst the labyrinth
What life's meaning may be
How one can love more than any other
Through the expanse of time
Tear soaked cheek to cheek
An embrace of hope and truth
For somehow you've gotten lost
Lighting the path back to one's truest self
Clear as midsummer sun I see you
Kindred Irish from long ago
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