Lord I bow to thee and touch thy feet, Mother I place my soul into your care I pray again in human form to meet Or in your perfect home to see you there. How many years I strayed yet held by thee Lord of time and all infinity; Mother upraise me now that I may be Thy servant for all eternity. I came to earth to serve thee in the ways But arriving here descending into a daze I played the notes the vital being plays And found my self in a world of blacks and grays. But now I come disciple to thy home Never from the path again to roam.
Poems Undated (1727)
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Narad
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