Do I yet sleep?
Bright sun, singing birds call to me. Is this dream?
I can see through the veil, Lord. Lo! You have awakened us, and I scarcely knew.
Make me aware of what is there before my eyes, Lord.
(Letter #3,753)
Do I yet sleep?
Bright sun, singing birds call to me. Is this dream?
I can see through the veil, Lord. Lo! You have awakened us, and I scarcely knew.
Make me aware of what is there before my eyes, Lord.
(Letter #3,753)