21.6.2024
All the years I searched for Thee Are nothing in human history, The births and deaths that I have known, Are stages or steps in which I've grown To merge my soul in Truth and love, United that all this soul may be Something that has risen above This world's apparent misery. For this I know that I am free, And yet form-bound on earth to learn, Not only to become but see The transforming hour and to yearn For earthly beauty to return And Godlike status the self to earn.
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