When shadows fall and light is low,
And lonely hearts have nowhere to go,
Remember this, a truth to know,
The seeds of kindness you must sow.
Give love to those who simply grieve,
A gentle comfort to believe,
Give hope so they can now achieve,
A brighter future to conceive.
Give mercy to the soul in pain,
Let grace like falling, gentle rain,
Wash over them, again, again,
To soothe the wound and end the strain.
But more than all these things we give,
The truest way that we can live,
Is of ourselves, a positive,
So empty hearts can now forgive.
Our very presence must avail,
When lonely spirits start to fail,
A steady anchor in the gale,
A love that will forever prevail.
So stand up straight, let your light shine,
For those who feel they're left behind,
A gift of self, the most sublime,
A love that truly is divine.
Michael Powers
"STYXX ON FIRE "
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
When shadows fall and light is low,
And lonely hearts have nowhere to go,
Remember this, a truth to know,
The seeds of kindness you must sow.
Give love to those who simply grieve,
A gentle comfort to believe,
Give hope so they can now achieve,
A brighter future to conceive.
Give mercy to the soul in pain,
Let grace like falling, gentle rain,
Wash over them, again, again,
To soothe the wound and end the strain.
But more than all these things we give,
The truest way that we can live,
Is of ourselves, a positive,
So empty hearts can now forgive.
Our very presence must avail,
When lonely spirits start to fail,
A steady anchor in the gale,
A love that will forever prevail.
So stand up straight, let your light shine,
For those who feel they're left behind,
A gift of self, the most sublime,
A love that truly is divine.
Michael Powers
"STYXX ON FIRE "
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