When will you return the soul inquires, Mother of us all who brings the fires That burn away the ego and the gross. Without you the spirit is at a loss
Struggling with the darkness in the soul. How long can we bear, how long the toll In the enormous vastness we must face, Is there still in us minutest trace
Of all the love you pour down from above And the etheric planes where we must move That our beings may unite with God We who have evolved from the sod,
Hear us now when earth is in deep pain, With your transformed body come to us again.
Poems Undated (1727)
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