March 2024
When dimmed the light in the evening's hour I saw revealed the sacred presences And knew my life would be forever sealed, Its search for truth slowly within revealed.
On this soul the beauty and grace would flower Despite from former lives encumbrances To overcome on my journey's path, Desires and the dark attacks of wrath
That bind the soul, scattering its power In the Vital's life's extravagances That must be abolished on the way, On which the evil forces like to prey.
For all is God, that none can truly deny, To see we must discard the personal "I"
Poems Undated (1727)
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