I stood at the Garden of Unearthly Bliss Hoping a magic entryway to find But the gates were locked and the Lover's kiss Denied to the impure in heart and mind.
I saw the mystic blossoms opening, A fragrance caught from some forgotten past But could not hold in my dark sorrowing When Death claimed the beloved at the last.
I watch the wonder of the Spring unfold And know that peace and calm might still descend If I could leap beyond my grief and hold The vision of the garden I must tend,
The flowers' simple offering be mine All poverty of spirit be undone. O Mother let my soul be wed to Thine, The hour nears, the work has hardly begun.
Poems Undated (1727)
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