Call of
the spirit,
i heed.
Be alone,
alone be.
Don't let
my experience
be a
diabolical delusion
or dream
but adjectamenta
of your
richer graces.
Lowness and
debauchment be
far away
from me.
No debasement,
no debauchery
to engulf
my being.
Changed and
transformed,
is my
heart desire.
To be transmogrified,
the ultimate goal.
Grace received,
bliss to be.
Nothing more,
but beautiful life.
Love eternal.
Spirit divine,
shine forth.
You who
dwell between
the cherubim.
Eternal peace,
you give.
My heart,
at rest.
Grateful forever.
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