I saw at the edge of some omniscient eye A ship of God to bear the spirit home It sailed on waves of white infinity Towards the blue of heaven's vaulted dome.
Beyond the reach of thought or our dim view It soared, the souls of men its billowed sails, And every soul the silent helmsman knew, The Guide who stands the watch as body fails
And cuts the webbing of the net of Death To free the spirit from the bonds of pain, Holds in His hands the frail and final breath That we may rest before the task again
Resumes and we are borne as clouds to earth On the ship of life to sail on time-born seas Begin again another round of birth, The Spirit's quest to find eternal peace,
Through human forms prepare the God to be, The Immortal house in our mortality.
Poems Undated (1727)
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