Teach me, oh Lord, to lose my way,
and help me blind my eyes.
Show me how to close the gate
and dream of paradise.
Guide me to a corner cell
where senses are restrained.
Chain these thoughts to musty terms
and cool this fevered brain.
This gift of reason that you gave,
these hands, these ears, these eyes,
they lead away, ever away
and truth would realize.
Carve eyes, jam ears, ensnare this mind,
make joys and wonders brief.
Allow the peace of ignorance
to flood me with belief.
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