Friday, May 2, 2014

on the way

And I stripped off the filthy garment and left it in their land, and directed my way forthwith to the light of my fatherland in the East. And on the way I found my letter that had awakened me, and it, like as it had taken a voice and raised me when I slept, so also guided me with the light that came from it.

By attending to the pearl, I saw the serpent had no power except what I gave him. I no longer paid him any heed. I saw then the state of filth into which I had fallen, threw it off, left it behind. I turned toward the light and went on my way. The light of the letter kept me on course, resonant with the light from home.

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