Poetry

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Will of such pleasurable Passion;
Such irresistible harmony of Three;
Four if His pulchritude Eyes beholds worthiness;
One, for His name is One;

O Soul! O Soul!
See how you dance shamefully for Him!
O Soul! O Soul!
How you forsake freewill foolishly for Him!

For Him, Whom all the earth bows down abhorrently;
For Him, Whose Firstborn became a Curse to;
For Him, Who loves you more than Himself;
For Him, Who will deny all who obsess not over Him.


Why, my Abba, do You have tears in Your Eyes?


-Leah

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