Suppose she should be carried on toAlbany? To
measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of oceanby the frailty of
its foam. Shall the nightingale offend the stillness of the night,or the firefly the
stars?
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek
him for peace.
ON TEACHINGTHEN said a teacher, Speak to us of
Teaching.
And he said:Your pain is the breaking of the shell
that encloses your understanding. And he answered, saying:Your hearts know in
silence the secrets of the days and the nights.
ON BEAUTYAND a poet said, Speak to us of
Beauty.
And thus your freedom when it loses its
fettersbecomes itself the fetter of a greater freedom.
You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then
risingand waving His hands in trees.
It is life in quest of life in bodies that fear the
grave.
ON TEACHINGTHEN said a teacher, Speak to us of
Teaching. For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights,
which are thine,into days, which are thine also. It was three years nowsince she had
been there.
What mans law shall bind you if you break your
yokebut upon no mans prison door? ON DEATHTHEN Almitra spoke, saying, We would ask
now of Death.
Life, and all that lives, is conceived in the mist
and not in the crystal. To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the
seasons fortheir inconstancy. What of the old serpent who cannot shed his skin,and
calls all others naked and shameless? What of the ox who loves his yoke and deems
the elk and deer of the foreststray and vagrant things? And let there be no purpose
in friendship save the deepeningof the spirit.
WISE men have come to you to give you of their
wisdom. To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of oceanby the
frailty of its foam.