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In the realm of ideas, where thoughts and dreams entwine,
Luminous is a concept that dazzles and confounds the mind,
A force that drives progress, that fuels the human quest,
For understanding, for meaning, for the very best.
Yet, in its purity, a paradox does arise,
For how can something so ethereal, so divine, so wise,
Be both a force of creation, and a source of strife,
A concept that can heal, and also cause a rift in life.
For in its absence, fear and doubt do take their toll,
And in its presence, hope and love do unfold,
A complex dance, a cosmic ballet, a force so bright,
That it defines the very essence of the day and night.
So here's to thee, O luminous, in all thy radiant glory,
A concept vast, a force of endless, boundless story,
In thee we find, a reason to believe, to hope, to dream,
That in the vast, infinite expanse, we are not alone, but seen. 1 reply
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