21.4.2024
In these two words my life is told, Gratitude and humility The body is not becoming old But thinks of immortality,
Not in this life, surely not For I have not progressed enough Having thrown myself about In youth apart from the rough
Companions of a lesser day But now I live for Her alone Have put desires and pains away, His name and Hers I will intone
Until I leave this life I love From resting place again I'll move.
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