To see beyond the mental images And structured recollections of the dead Framed in sorrow through time's long passages That in our hearts absolved of fear and dread,
Made pure by deep aeskesis of the mind, The will to quell desire, conquer death, Resolved that by this journey God defined In man shall rise in him and with his breath,
Speak through tongue aware of consequence, No longer a channel for universal noise Where words are uttered void of inner sense And hidden the innumerable joys
Waiting by the pathways of our grief; That he may come into this flesh and bone Transform by stealth, silent as a thief Who enters the vault and see the altar-stone
Encrusted with the priceless jewels of time, And as his torch illuminates the space Sees untouched by centuries of grime The image carved that is his very face.
Poems Undated (1727)
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