3. FRENCH FOR SPECTACLE
Good wishes bring us to make the one of the
many - e pluribus unum and benivole too.
And I have taken my own slow time, passing
backwards, returning : with Thee, where I
wish to be. For not Thou Thyself but my
own idle fantasies and errors were sometimes
my God. Groaning and weeping make us be.
(As I head towards something, I realize it is
and only arrive too late. Darning this life needle
is a death to be. Et tamen, and yet, et tamen.
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Even these dismal French streets are wet :
glazed as they are with an ancient water like
tears, all things are shining back to source in
a grand half-light. Where was it possible to
fly from my own sight?
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Where should I not have followed myself?
Quo non me sequerer?
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