Be Like A Flower And Turn Your

What Is This World That Is Hastening Me Toward I Know Not What, Viewing Me With Contempt?

Life Is But A Sleep Disturbed By Dreaming, Prompted By The Will; The Saddened Soul With Sadness Hides It's Secrets, And The Gay, With Thrill.

In Every Winter's Heart There Is A Quivering Spring, And Behind The Veil Of Each Night There Is A Shining Dawn.

Science And Religion Are In Full Accord, But Science And Faith Are In Complete Discord.

Hallow The Body As A Temple To Comeliness And Sanctify The Heart As A Sacrifice To Love; Love Recompenses The Adorers.