Spiritist Review - Journal of Psychological Studies - 1867

Allan Kardec

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Spiritist Poetry

To Bernard Palissy



When in our future, uncertain and,

Floating, despite myself, I doubted immortality,

You came to my call, and your benevolent hand

Tear off the blindfold of incredulity.

Tell me, where did the sweet sympathy,

Come from, making you leave a celestial home?

Was it a previous life, a memory?

That left in your heart a brotherly love?

Maybe, dear Spirit, in another existence

Were you my protector, my guide, my support?

But I question in vain: God, in his prescience,

Has put the veil of oblivion over my sight.

While waiting for the time when I will see your sphere,

When my Spirit can ascend your way!

If I must come back to this sad atmosphere,

My beloved Bernard, think of me, always.

Ms. L. O. Lieutaud, from Rouen

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