Week 34
Now hidden what was preserved of old
To feel within me quickening
With new-arisen being of its own:
May this, in waking me,
Pour cosmic forces into my life’s outer work
And in becoming imprint me in existence.
Week 34
Now hidden what was preserved of old
To feel within me quickening
With new-arisen being of its own:
May this, in waking me,
Pour cosmic forces into my life’s outer work
And in becoming imprint me in existence.