All life is one: the great First Cause
Still broods o’er all; It’s changeless laws,
It’s varied forms, attest that strength,
Peace, wisdom, love, which shall at length
Bring justice.

All life—electron, man, world, sun,
Or universe, it’s course must run
Obedient to one Will; the whole
Breathe harmony, until Love’s scroll
Is written.
—Hubert U. Moore.

By Lura M. Wilkins

OH SOUL, why art thou so buried in the ceaseless strife of tongues
When The Master, great and loving, gently brings thee Living Bread of Life?
So intent on worldly pleasure, so immersed in earthly gain—
Think thou—art thou wise in seeking only more in thy vain quest?
Hark! Upon the soul now, Master, pour Thy healing.
Give the world Thy message; on the hearts of men so blind of understanding pour Thy Light divine.

In the Light of other ages, that descends with never-waning power,
May the stubborn will be broken. May the gift of tongues,
The sign of ancient power be given, that the Word of Life
May search the hearts of men.
“Show thou in tears, in heaven shalt thou reap in joy;”
This The Master gives thee from His Word of Life.

So live that when, in that last day, thou, Oh Spirit,
Shalt be called to rest, a heavenly vision may be shown
To thee of joy.
Then rise! A clarion call is thus to thee:
“Search thou thy heart for aught of selfish gain;”
For thou and thou alone, art arbiter of thy fate.”

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