143. I Loved All Things, That I Might Learn to Crave Thee Only

I may lose everything, and roam about in darkness, but O Divine Mother! See that the tiny taper of my remembrance for Thee be not extinguished by the gusts of disbelief. I loved many things only to find that my true craving was for Thee alone. Come to me now! Be with me always!

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144. Make Me Feel Thee Through the Touch of the Breeze