Here I sit in this small room A visitor from another place, Hiding my light within the gloom Preparing the new world to embrace.
The years have flown and I am still Working my way against the tide. Of former births I have had my fill No longer in ignorance to hide.
From the Light supreme that covers me Compassionate my soul to fill That one day surely I shall see And follow the commanding Will
And yet He does not interfere Ever I find His Presence near.
Poems Undated (1727)
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