The Divine calls on to show
To show none but Herself
Alas, blinded get we to Her call
lives pass on, we rise and fall
Very few wait on & strive
For a glimpse of their heart's Lord
A glimpse that relieves their longing eyes
Only to rest with a fulfilled spirit
Great souls, supreme swans have seen it all
A sparkle in their eyes proves it all
Deep will be their vision there on
For divine they see in one and all
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