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When on my rock, in this dear solitude
my island, I gaze at the sky and earth in a brilliant red dawn, my heart's sadness melts away. Brightness scatters confusion. As the hours pass, a burden lifts from my mind, my heart expands. Amid heaven's radiance I recall my beloved. I feel restored and remember how he sweetly sheltered me. I see Elijah, not in the flaming chariot--but as an inward golden light transforming the mind, replacing this low sick wretchedness. A flaming ray, and I feel that which tells me something of the bliss of eternity. Vittoria Colonna |
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