Only the faithful see through the world's tears Or those who from an inner witness' seat Have stilled the mind, unburdened of the years, The Grace that from the earth shall not retreat,
The plenitude of light the Master brought, The Mother's force and deep-compassioned care, A harmony that out of silence wrought, The fragrance of God's sweetness in the air.
What treasures lie within our human grasp When errors of the lower nature fall And being yields delighted to His clasp And in the ear is heard the mystic call.
As the lover of our souls is seen And a cry of recognition fills the sky, Immortal wonder from behind the screen Of sense reveals our occult destiny.
Poems Undated (1727)
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