10/12/09
Even in this turbid world where men Prefer the darkness of their mortal state To planes of knowledge that lean down to earth, I see a glory in the burning leaf, The beauty and the brilliance and the dance Of Nature unconvinced of death and time, Splendid in her grandiose displays, Who shall outlast the scourge of death and greed And hollow faiths that mutilate and kill Evolving soul, the jewel behind the heart. A force magnificent, untouched by fate Or our sophisticated weaponry Is now at work and one day shall transform Our suffering, our pain, our false desires To the bliss of higher consciousness and light. And truth shall have dominion over all.
Poems Undated (1727)
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