To the New World
You who gave the Ashram
And you who gave two lives,
Builders and warriors, strengthen the steps.
Reader, if you have not grasped, read again, after a while.
The predestined is not accidental,
The leaves fall in their time.
And winter is but the harbinger of spring.
All is revealed; all is attainable.
I will cover you with My shield, if you but tend to your labors.
I have spoken.
Last update: 01/18/2014 15:07