Not only words the meaning of my heart Convey to those who are a part of me, But to the Unseen who sits and forms a part, The greater part that is my history.
Now I embrace the darkness which is light For in the womb I knew the mystery And still retained peculiar inner sight, Acknowledging the future world to be.
And though my knowledge rests somewhere behind The frontal being everyone can see I live infinitudes beyond the mind And see with spirit-eyes that all is he.
I am becoming that which seemed a child In a near familiar paradisal land Whose symbol figures hold my soul beguiled That blossom from a mother's proffered hand.
To bring those gardens here, my destiny, A channel for the force of things divine; I have kept the vision of the golden tree And tasted of the all-transforming wine.
Poems Undated (1727)
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