Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I
not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside,
looking into the shining world? Because, properly
attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is suggestion.
Can one be passionate about the just, the
ideal, the sublime, and the holy, and yet commit
to no labor in its cause? I don’t think so.
 
All summations have a beginning, all effect has a
story, all kindness begins with the sown seed.
Thought buds toward radiance. The gospel of
light is the crossroads of —indolence, or action.
 
Be ignited, or be gone.

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Kay Strand
6 months

I’m hearing this poem, said differently, every day from people near and far. Telling us, to take action for our beliefs.

gia frisco
over 5 years

beautiful

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