I left

.

.

"I am prepared for the road.

All that was mine I renounced.
You will take it, my friends.
Now for the last time, I shall survey my house.
Once more I shall view my possessions.
Upon the images of friends I shall look once more.
For the last time.
I know already That here nothing of mine remains.
Possessions and all that impeded me
Freely I am giving away.
Without them I shall be more free.
Before the One Who calls me, liberated

I shall appear.
Now once more I shall survey the house.
View once more

That from which I am released,
Free and liberated and firm in thought.
The images of friends and the view
Of my former things
Do not confuse me. I am going.
I am hurrying.
But once more—for the last time
I shall survey all that
I left."

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Nicholas Roerich