For beauty steals the unsuspecting heart And in the blood a tremor of delight, The sweet hypnotic urgency of love Courses through dimensions of the soul.
Was it fragrance of rose or jasmine breath That held me bound as in a trapper's net My hurried steps now stilled, I could not move, Intoxicant of life and its perfume.
Tell me I did not eat my bread with salt And sorrow overcome by loss and pain Drowning hope in an unstemmed flow of tears When the torrent, death, swept my love away.
Beyond these few and paltry words I strain To understand the order of things here And chase the ghosts of sorrow from my breast Returning to my consecrated way.
Beneath my feet the living soil, the earth I cherish as I walk the wondrous ways Of tree and vine and softly yielding grass And watch in awe the wisdom blue of sky
When winged hues adorning leaf and limb Scatter in sudden flight and stain the sky With pigments blue and yellow-gold and red And strangely, in an instant I am free.
Poems Undated (1727)
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