Feliciation of Fortune
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It is a night of autumn
Ye come
Dim moonlight can cause
Me glow in lodge-
Under a tree sans leaves.
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Though I sit under bald tree
Yet I am free
From obstacles and obsessions
To kiss the lessons
Ye teach me without fee.
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I sit opening my sense
To find glance
Come my fortune and embrace
My works with grace
And let me see my worth.
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I dance in deep depth of devotion
In His creation
Just for my hope and pleasure
I ask him for treasure
Filled with divine grace
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