I have been lulled by the rocking of the sea And felt earth's beating heart beneath my feet, Dreamed of love in cloud-filled summer skies And welcomed winter's chill at fall's retreat.
For I am man emerging from the child With childlike wonder ever guiding me, I seek to hold and longing would possess This earthly life and immortality.
Yet am I error-filled, my life at odds With the light that ever entrance seeks At the closed and iron gate, the shuttered door, And rarely do I hear the voice that speaks
Of higher aims exhorting all my soul To break the hold of body-mind and free The spirit pent and ever so rudely chained To ego's bars, desire's propensity.
Yet slowly the Master sculpting obsidian self Chisels and shapes from a deep and ageless plan Revealing by His slow miraculous strokes From adamant stone the godlike superman.
Poems Undated (1727)
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