And what is time to souls that come Drifting to earth again and again Experiencing delight or woe Depending on the road they go,
Some to wander, some to know The golden path that lies ahead Yet some embrace the mad instead Living a life already dead.
But those who open the inner door Have probably been here before And realize the good and true, Discard the old, embrace the new.
Poems Undated (1727)
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