The Radiance of Love
By Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar
The rarest jewel no hands can grasp,
Invisible, yet beyond compare,
It brightens hearts where fears are cast,
Uncomfortable, yet tender, rare.
It’s not encased in silver’s sheen,
Nor polished smooth by human hands,
It grows within, where doubts convene,
And asks we rise from sinking sands.
It seeks no wealth, no fortune’s prize,
But asks for tears, for truth, for grace,
It calls us past our fragile lies,
To stand, unguarded, face to face.
Though flesh may fight, and egos soar,
This love reshapes the inner soul,
A treasure richer than the stars,
A force that makes the fractured whole.
In moments dark, when walls are tall,
It’s then this love will break the fall,
Unseen, unclaimed, yet always near
A gem of truth, profound and clear.
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