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My son, do you see that brightness?
It's the city in the darkness
The boat sails the waters
And beats like a heart
Full of joy, balm, blessing

The Candle of Nazareth
You will see, it will be, my boy
Something not to forget
To stick on your path
Like the sound of a guitar
That made you cry softly
When you see the lady
You will become tiny

Facing the mystery that exists
In this human life of ours
You will grow more than the moon
You will fly more than the weeks
You will smile at the revealed
Fruit of emotion in your mouth
That everything is tied
And the world is one, is hollow

Wake up, boy, and come look
The sun will soon rise
Come see Bethlehem
That begins to celebrate

Other Octobers you will see
(And Octobers keep stories)
See the weight
When the time comes