This morning a hare in stillness watches me. Long he looks on this humanity Then moves about in the garden of my dreams And for a moment this blinding darkness seems
To be filled with light & harmony, Not the avaricious evil that we see Attempting to obliterate the light But viewed within from a supernal height
We feel the Unity in all life here And lose the choking nexus of our fear, For all is He and all the world is She Participants of divinity are we.
Poems Undated (1727)
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