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And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:When love beckons to you follow him,Though his ways are hard and steep.And when his wings enfold you yield to him,Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.And when he speaks to you believe in him,Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.He threshes you to make you naked.He sifts you to free you from your husks.He grinds you to whiteness.He kneads you until you are pliant;And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;For love is sufficient unto love.........We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.....And if you could hear the whispering of the dream you would hear no other sound......When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet.....
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If you can keep your head when all about you- Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:If you can dream and not make dreams your master; If you can think and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster- And treat those two imposters just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken- Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools;If you can make one heap of all your winnings- And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings- And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew- To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you- Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute- With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And which is more in the end you've won.if you ever need a shoulder or an ear or a voice, im me madcags07