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Dear lady who climbed so high up, far away on a peak: you knew how far human kindness goes and are now at peace, for you have seen the triviality and uselessness of what the world values. Now that the steep jagged road is smoothed for you, and His bright lamp lights your way, you offer me your hand-- I'm to divest myself, get above earth's passions, escape the viscid trap clamped down on me, like you, scorn worldly lies, the bait of all the alluring ruthless syrens. It's not faint praise to say she remembered someone else whose need was a bottomless pit while she was in bliss among angels. |
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Notes: From B S2:26:190; first printed by Tordi 9:49, MS L. A fourth in a series to Mary Magdalen. Key |