Of all the gifts you have given to me None are less but surely some are more. I am one who cherishes unity Aspiring from the nagging lives to shore
The restraining habits of all the ages past, To free the being from ignorance and desire That trouble the inner self and seem to last Even when I would in truth aspire
For the light and seeking the silent mind Offering self, aspiring with all my heart That I may overcome the faults I find And never from your sacred love depart.
Poems Undated (1727)
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