When night upon the landscape of my mind Cast shadows velvet-soft and trees were still I lay awake and dreamed of things to be And chanced upon a corridor of light.
I entered a silent room without walls. And there I saw the Mother of all lives. Her smile will heal the sorrow of the world And reunite the spirit with its source.
I will survive to live my life of praise For I have walked on avenues of bliss And felt the touch of heaven in my heart Descending like a white rain on my soul.
And dance upon the grave of my desires.
Poems Undated (1727)
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