knewingly searching vein
Pity be no more
if eye did not create somebody poor
for mercy no more would be
if all were as happy as me
mutual love bringing peace
Till thy selfish loves increase
Then cruelty attempts a knitted snare
spreading baiting with care
sitting kneeling down holy faith
waterful ground being joining
strengthening forming taking root
underneath feet foot
stretching spreading shading
my story over head
caterpillar to fly
feeding on no mystery
it bearing fruitfully
ruddy red sweet to eat
by thy rising west
nearing opening shade cloud
god on earth land sea be I
sought thro nature finding tree
knewingly searching vein
there growing one linking brain
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