from the book Beloved Spirit

On a night when the course

of life is run,

And the heart and the light

at last entwine,

The beauty of all the world

now unfolds

In breathless grace only

faith may define.

In this instant’s bliss,

when innocence thrives,

And stars hang so low as

to touch the heart,

The soul may arise to

reach the divine,

Leaving imprints on earth

as works of art.

At the hour when planets

halt in their path,

To receive the noble and sinner

as one;

The truth of a fortune,

dismal or fine,

Matters not when Heaven’s

kindness is won.

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