Dedicated to H. P. B.
However clear our intellects,
Pure though our aspirations are,
Beside our souls the truth will shine
Like noon-day sun beside a star,
And when the inner realms of life —
Vacuity to outward eyes —
Are studied, seen, and fairly known,
The inner truth still onward lies.
Seek then the living truth to know;
Keep in the path; go sure though slow;
You thus to Higher-self will grow.
The PathTHEOSOPHICAL UNIVERSITY PRESS ONLINE