Tortured by our crazy delusions and
desires, entangled in ruthless skeins,
the small light we start life with dims--while their
bread held out, the Hebrews never sought God.
So too we struggle on in boredom and
anxiety, strained beyond limit to
get wealth and those prizes, the deceit
is in ourselves, our passions keep us from
seeing who we are. Yes, a wanderer
on earth who has no charges should study
works of love, should turn towards God's shelter with
unquestioned belief. Then a light comes we
don't yield to, simply see. Never turn back.
Follow it to where thought brought you before.
|An image of the Italian text from Visconti's 1840 edition|
From V CXLIII:303. See also B S1:158:164; no MSs; Valgrisi 159. Reference: Exodus 16. Key