Poems of Sentiment
By Ella Wheeler Wilcox
8 Feb, 2021
[...] It took on strange garbs for long aeons of years, And now in the soul of yourself it appears. From body to body your spirit speeds on; It seeks a new form when the old one is gone; And the form that it finds is the fabric you wrought On the loo
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[...] It took on strange garbs for long aeons of years, And now in the soul of yourself it appears. From body to body your spirit speeds on; It seeks a new form when the old one is gone; And the form that it finds is the fabric you wrought On the loom of the mind, with the fibre of thought. As dew is drawn upward, in rain to descend, Your thoughts drift away and in destiny blend. You cannot escape them; or petty, or great, Or evil, or noble, they fashion your fate. Somewhere on some planet, sometime and somehow, Your life will reflect all the thoughts of your now. The law is unerring; no blood can atone; The structure you rear you must live in alone.[...]." Less