To yourself be true Carry weight that’s gifted you Light or heavy, old or new ‘Tis never more or less than right and whether it is day or night you are the one you’ve always been heart of gold or red or green Live your life as you desire Burn your light like sacred fire Meaning never matches motion in the air or under ocean Life be giddy, strange confusion Grand and petty, blessed fusion Seek not secrets, dig for worms Life will give you all you earn Strange, familiar, lies and true only Self to comfort you When you look to know the whole look no farther than your soul You are all, without, within There is no error, crime or sin worse than lack of love for you You are the one to whom be true Post navigation Visionary OfferingForget the Separative Stories Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.