I cannot share the pain that clouds her eyes, The fire raging through the body's walls Or offer her the weal of Paradise For each alone must hear the clarion-calls.
Yet humanly we laugh, we cry, we care And somehow seem to share each other's grief And having dwelt in love's untainted air Awhile we walk as one in one belief, -
That every step is seen, each action known By Him we name as God or Deity, Through sorrow and joy our souls aware have grown In birth's unnumbered towards our Destiny.
As conscious beings we again shall meet And see earth bloom beneath Her blossom-feet.
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