I descended into darkness yet there was light, For darkness is only a gradient of light A Light that descends into our density Is not expunged as it is always light But to our pallid site seems to be lost. If we could live enveloped or encased In that plenary light that is a form of Grace We would not suffer any thought of dark For the Light Divine would shine through all our being And we would be possessed by sustaining love, For we are warriors of light though unaware, But rising slowly, surely as we grow On earth and in the highest realms above.
Poems Undated (1727)
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