Carefully I moved, the night was wrapped Around the stone-clad fortress of the mind. Sleep, unwelcome stranger, had become An irritant to one who slept so well, And could set the mind's alarm to wake at dawn From the deep recess of dream with one command. I walked as one familiar with the dark And sought the spring that promised my rebirth And found instead the answer to my search Upon the border of the subtle worlds, One who welcomed me into his house of light. Now through the bright and dark times and the grey He is with me who shall not ever leave And She the fount of all our sustenance. Though pain and grief have had their way with me I have learned persistence from the roots Of Juniper hanging from the cliffs Above the precipice and unconcerned For time and wind and vagaries of storm, Hold fast, as must we all, to love and life And cling to truth, our guide upon the way.
Poems Undated (1727)
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