June 30, 2011
These strange dreams that come to me in sleep Intent to disturb tranquillity and rest, Are they come as one's own lessoners to teach Or lower forces sent the soul to test.
Weird associations in my life, Unknown to outward self, unseen And yet they are not foreign to my thought. From these nightly visions can I glean
Some knowledge of the subtle worlds behind The disconnected images that pass As occult threads that linger and return Or fleeting images in a dust-stained glass.
Late will I know when my souls shall stand Transfigured, invincible in that new land.
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