bear the burdens of your ancestors and
Deliver the exiles to their homes.
Create a new nation of wanderers
whose spark of the divine will light the path to eternity
Suppress the seeds of discord in your heart and
kill the desire of lust in your loins for those things
which are taboo
Instill the waves of harmony and love within you.
Cultivate the flow of truthful face so that shadows
of lies do not befall your countenance.
Go to the mountain. Do not let the mountain come to you.
Sit in its verdant valley of greens and yellows; let the
sparkling spring of summer soothe you.
Learn from its inhabitants then go out and share the wisdom.
Keep the secrets of the divine in your heart until the world
is ready to receive them. Only then, can you come home.
For now...rest when you can, for the days are long and weary.
In the ineffable name.
So mote it be.