What more shall be is better left unsaid. I gather peace around me like a quilt Of down and sink into a deep repose, Unconcerned with future, present, past, Although the imprint of the years remains To be erased from the template of the mind. I am no longer the being I once was And far from that which one day I shall be, In the silence live and on my lips a prayer, "Re-sculpt the human image I have carved That soul may leap forth from its prison cell And luminous, light the path on which I go For you alone hold my destiny."
Poems Undated (1727)
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