Thoughts pure and of love
And the acts of love are gifts from God,
And though coarse in apparition they may seem;
Blissful and in Heaven
Surrounded by etheral love they do dwell
And hither from they come.
Think not to be cast to Hell but raised up
To sit with Cherubim and Seraphim in Heaven,
For the true love we doth share
Is a gift from the Almighty.
The greatest of all
To love and be loved
With all thoughts and act
That it doth encompass.
To you all my love blest.
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