There is a curtain covering all It must be rent or whisked away, It is reminiscent of the fall Of mortal beings who lost their way In the wasteful energies of earth. We must return to sacredness See even the atom as divine Achieve the vision of godliness Our unschooled movements redesign.
Poems Undated (1727)
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