Mother sublime and supernal, again and again You pour out upon me Your bounty. With each turn of the season You vouchsafe to me some gift without which I would be left wanting. My spirit gropes feebly toward Your brightness; You instruct my desire, asI am but a child. reaching for her Mother. Always You hold out Your hand to steady me […]
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