Nature bestows reliable happiness
Her gifts made self-evident.
O Benevolence O Providence
Her mark appears on all things
As perceived by that ruling principle
She has disclosed to my heart.
Such gifts that are given,
This life, the most bespoke of treasures
Unfolding order, never unrequited, Amor Fati
She who has fitted this to that
And given me my beloved role to play.
O Benevolence O Providence
She who has perfected this world
And invited me to participate
In this festive season amongst great works,
O how I long to remain pious and gently touch
The marble of Her creation.
O Benevolence O Providence
And when by her esteem my own marble might chip
The pain of each stroke the sculptress’ blessing
For she reveals in me the character of my soul
And let it make her weep with delight.
In such trial her devotion is made clear
For, Nature has given me all that is required
And every talent and virtue to call on.
O Benevolence O Providence
You have made me many limbed
So that I may care for myself a thousand-fold,
In this clearing you reveal me to myself
And all torment is made tranquil.
O Benevolence O Providence
My cup runneth over,
Every good has found its way into my heart.
—Courtney Shipley.
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