A thinking puppet is the mind of life: Its choice is the work of elemental strengths That know not their own birth and end and cause And glimpse not the immense intent they serve. In this nether life...
Still the invisible Magnet drew his soul
The soul attracted leaned to the Abyss:It longed for the adventure of Ignorance
But though hast come and all will surely change.
The great are strongest when they stand alone,A God-given might of being is their force.
My God is love and sweetly suffers all.
