In all their deep eyes glistening A light, a lustre sweetly stole Softly each enveloping As a diamond aureole. Upon these souls that did attend This horne of godly atmosphere A radiance I saw descend And felt the Lord and Mother near. Between the words a silence lay Like the mirrored stillness of a lake Or the calm approach of an auspice day When with an inner ear we wake To a faint familiar flutelike call. A golden chain there seemed around, A Grace supreme encircling all And once again I looked and found That all these souls were truly one, For in this charged and sacred place I saw in each an inner sun Reflecting the Beloved's face.
Poems Undated (1727)
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