In the forests where the elf-kind dwell I see a subtle movement in the trees An enchantment holds me in its spell And there are many moments such as these,
Incomprehensible to the ignorant mind Who lives in a world of dualities Unable yet the truth divine to find A living truth that all the being frees.
Poems Undated (1727)
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