class="x-ebookmaker-pageno" title="p. 20" id="pgepubid00052"/>“Credulity.”

IF fallacies, come knocking at my door,
I’d rather feed, and shelter full a score,
Than hide behind the black portcullis, doubt,
And run the risk of barring one Truth out.

And if pretention for a time deceive,
And prove me one too ready to believe,
Far less my shame, than if by stubborn act,
I brand as lie, some great colossal Fact.

On my soul’s door, the latch-string hangs outside;
Within, the lighted candle.  Let me guide
Some errant follies, on their wandering way,
Rather, than Wisdom give no welcoming ray.

Consciousness.

GOD, what a glory, is this consciousness,
Of life on life, that comes to those who seek!
Nor would I, if I might, to others speak,
The fullness of that knowledge.  It can bless,
Only the eager souls, that willing, press
Along the mountain passes, to the peak.
Not to the dull, the doubting, or the weak,
Will Truth explain, or Mystery confess.

Not to the curious or impatient soul
That in the start, demands the end be shown,
And at each step, stops waiting for a sign;
But to the tireless toiler toward the goal,
Shall the great miracles of God be known
And life revealed, immortal and divine.

The Structure.

UPON the wreckage of thy yesterday
Design the structure of tomorrow.  Lay
Strong corner stones of purpose, and prepare
Great blocks of wisdom, cut from past despair.
Shape mighty pillars of resolve, to set
Deep in the tear-wet mortar of regret.
Work on with patience.  Though thy toil be slow,
Yet day by day the edifice shall grow.
Believe in God—in thine own self believe.
All that thou hast desired thou shalt achieve.

Our Souls.

OUR souls should be vessels receiving
The waters of love for relieving
         The sorrows of men.

For here lies the pleasure of living:
In taking God’s bounties, and giving
         The gifts back again.

The Law.

WHEN the great universe was wrought
To might and majesty from naught,
The all creative force was—
                                 Thought.

That force is thine.  Though desolate
The way may seem, command thy fate.
Send forth thy thought—
                                 Create—Create!

Knowledge.

WOULD you believe in Presences Unseen—
   In life beyond this earthly life?  BE STILL:
Be stiller yet; and listen.  Set the screen
   Of silence at the portal of your will.
Relax, and let the world go by unheard.
And seal your lips with some all-sacred word.

Breathe “God,” in any tongue—it means the same;
   LOVE ABSOLUTE: Think, feel, absorb the thought;
Shut out all else; until a subtle flame
   (A spark from God’s creative center caught)
Shall permeate your being, and shall glow,
Increasing in its splendor, till, YOU KNOW.

Not in a moment, or an hour, or day
   The knowledge comes; the power is far too great,
To