We must rise to the supernal heights Of consciousness awakened to the Light. Our world is not a world of endless nights But one that holds for us divine delight.
Can we not shake the tenaciousness of fate, Can we not climb the mountains to the stars Or will we in circles continue to gravitate Confined in cages built by ego's bars?
There is a force awaiting our advance From ignorance and lassitude to Grace This world is not a rubble built by Chance But a foreordained divinely chosen place.
Wake now ye children to the light of dawn And live no more in Darkness as its pawn.
Poems Undated (1727)
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