A dear human with suppliant hands implored,
helping hearts and advocacy which is stored.
"Now, now," she said to us, no more delay,
"I yield, and follow where Heaven shows the way."Keep our thoughts in your dwelling place,
and guard this relic of a forgotten race,
who was once a tender child like your own;
And know you can restore a ruined frown
to accomplish that started with signs foreshow
stand resigned, that I am prepared to go. "She said; there are no crackling flames on high
only Saints and some who dance in the sky,
with our masters will you too can conspire
to keep unkept promises from the tempered fire." "Make haste, my friend, 'tis no time to wait
your shoulders must bear a willing freight;
So whatever befalls, your life shall be my care;
For at my death, this advocacy you will share,
my hand shall lead your little child, and you,
with steady countenance those steps you purse." "Now next to others, heed these strict commands:
Without the body ruined a temple in heaven stands,
to dwell in a hallowed place you have seen on high
which gives all of us hope and not just a sigh." "Be long in your religion kept; there bend your feet
and in a united body of our maker we all shall meet.
Thus, ordering all that prudence could provide,
clothe your body as an advocate, and do not hide." "For though I have left, I have not left taking flight,
nor sought the shelter from the gloom of that night;
because through your advocacy, they hear my tongue
and when in heaven, around you their arms are flung." |
