The bright light of morning shone me with hope
This wasn’t just a silver lining, like the endless trope.

Mercy shone so brightly, I couldn’t just absorb
I had to radiate equally, for the Sun needed an orb.

A void of darkness outside, filled with radiance
Is it affection or is it brilliance?

Love and compassion imploding inside me
Waiting to fill the void, however empty it might be.

If only one could marry Mary
Immense passion needs more than one to carry.