17.1.2025
Mother I called to Thee last night Grateful for Thy loving gifts, Praying to Thee to set aright The sadness of our mortal rifts. The slow ascent of the new force With evil beings dark and coarse Inhibiting Divinity's play, Or are they here but for a day?
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