Singing through the solar stillness I heard the eternal sound It was a stellar melody Achingly profound. It seemed a flute of ecstasy Circling round my soul, Sweetly from eternity Its life-enhancing call. At times I seemed to hear the OM Creator of worlds and more, A voice sang sweetly, "Come, O come And touched me as never before. On earth we bear relentless noise But the music of the spheres Enraptures us and brings us joys Transcending human tears, Remoulds us in a moment's song Expunging all our fears. Then the journey brief or long Is nought when he appears, We live for him, to him belong, In him no waylost years.
Poems Undated (1727)
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