This consolation poem is really beautiful. That call to merge from the heart with what is exalted, regardless of its origin, only in the consciousness of a Higher Power that sees and protects us. We speak of different divine forms, according to human belief, but the consolation is the faith in love, in the natural acceptance of nature as a whole capable of regenerating and elevating us.
Excellent work with the words, @ d-pend.
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