I marked the pages of my faltering life, The errors of the vital in its ways The insecurities of ego and strife And the moments when I entered into praise
And everything within my soul did change. I saw a world of beauty and delight And more, the small and limited human range But always the dawn within my human sight.
Now clearly I see the faults I brought with me From those eternal realms of rest and peace Before my descent into this earthly sea; No longer could my inner journey cease
For I have seen the Mother, not in dream But in this body and felt Her Blessings stream.
Poems Undated (1727)
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