26.10.2023
I am not gifted with the seeing Nor do I very often feel The one who comes, the incarnate being Who brings to me the Eternal's seal. There are some I know who hold the light, I honor them who guided me At times out of the darkest night Instilling in me the mystery And filling all my depths with love. Towards the Truth my path must move.
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