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 29 Arouhan adaloMirth Light, my light, the world-filling light, the eye-kissing, heart-swetering light ! Ah, the light dances, my darling, at the centre of my Ber life; the light strikes, my darling, the chords of my love; the sky opens, the wind runs wild - laughter passes over the earth! The butterflies spread their sails and the sea of light. Lilies and Jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light. The light is shattered into gold on every clout, my darling, spreads from leaf to leaf, my darling, and gladness without measure. The heaven's river has drowned its banks and the flood of Joy all or abroad. it and scatter in thers gens 58