Now the heart is full, it asks no more, Returning to a loved familiar place No longer needs to choose either, or As all is now contained in one embrace. The body weakened by the many blows Life offers to the spirit-quest of man, The breathing difficult, the life-force slows, But all is well and to the greater plan One looks and knows the world shall soon transform, A magnitude beyond the bounds of thought A cataclysm divine, a cleansing storm Inevitable, Their sacrifice has wrought. A life lived full, established in the Way Accepts the process of advancing years. One fears not the Shadow who has learned to pray And lives in the proximity of seers.
Poems Undated (1727)
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