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By Thought we rise; by Thought we fall, by Thought

We stand or go; all destiny is wrought

By its swift potency , and he who stands

Master of Thought, and his desires commands,

Willing and weaving thoughts of Love and Alight,

Shapes his high end in ‘Truth’s unerring Light.

He who does not find The way of Meditation cannot reach

Emancipation and enlightenment.

But thou wilt find the way of Holy Thought;

With mind made calm and steadfast, thou will see

The Permanent amid the mutable,

The Truth eternal in the things that change:

Thou wilt behold the Perfect Law: Cosmos

From Chaos rises when the conquered self

Lies underneath man’s heel: Love be thy strength;

Look on the passion-tortured multitudes,

And have compassion on them; know their pain

By thy long sorrow ended. Thou wilt come

To perfect peace, and so wilt bless the world,

Leading unto the High and Holy Way

The feet of them that seek.—And now I go

To my Abode; go thou unto thy work.