Progressing up the catenary line Descending on the arc that rises higher Forced to abdicate the mental shrine As on a razor's edge or trapeze wire,
We tread the path of truth the spirit chose Millennia before mankind's advent As slowly earth towards Godhead's image grows And matter's substance yields to truth's descent.
As one we must pierce the shrouded mystery That drives the stars and moves the breast of man While the litanies of our million voiced appeal Call the Unmanifest to appear again,
Annex to earth the calm of heaven's peace And all our mortal poverty surcease.
Poems Undated (1727)
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