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My soul has told me
Of all its travels.

Here, to the sea
There, to the vale.

All the wonder its mystic eye beheld
was revealed to me.

I would find no solace there.

As the night veiled my path
My eye turned skyward.

I saw the beacon.

As the nectar draws the bee,
So shall your light draw me.