I walk in wonder where the dogwoods bloom And watch a cardinal red against the white Aware that in the heart is ample room For beauty and for sweetness and delight.
We war and hate uncovered in our greed, Our legendary lust and power's thrill To fill the bloated ego's wanton need, Mental beasts trained to love the kill,
Unconscious puppets of a lethal force Or docile servants of an enemy Who lurks unseen to plot our downward course And drive us towards the gates of infamy.
In pain we labour and to death we yield Unwilling to admit the God within, The inner chamber's door lies bricked and sealed And all our native light is cloaked in sin.
From the surrounding darkness truth shall surge Breaking the fortress of our ignorance And from the rubble strewn a thaumaturge Divinity renew the great romance.
Poems Undated (1727)
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