Instruction

Unlike the world the mind of Truth is not for sale

the spirit of its word is freely shared

and gathering together whose hearts have cared

within affections warmth our souls regale

 

For love does recognize those who are its own

and to embrace within its arms all caught

and forsakest each other willest not

open welcome by invitation to its home

 

So her gleaming brighness doth upon all shine

and all who look upon her know her fair

wisdom and justice for all does share

and fertile are her passages of time

 

and within the bride and groom do become one

where hearts enjoined the work of God do prove

that to free those enslaved to madness move

where the works of hatred can be undone

 

At the cities gates her voice appeals

that to turn aside to wisdom taught

submission to understanding in your thought

the sources of true knowledge she reveals

 

Our hearts are the plaintiff before the judge

where does show our contempt or praise to be

our actions display only what our heart can see

whether its instruction did we bid or grudge

 

For all do stand before the court of Life

within its time all thoughts and actions etched

framed within its moments lives are sketched 

if one has wielded justice or the knife

 

For all have seen the truth of justice and her scales

with impartiality her weights are ever seen

actions of your heart determine kind or mean

those who listen to instruction she never fails

 

Those without a home she's given cover

fed and clothed has she whom those had none

bid those who wish to share in love to come

benevolence the garments that clothe each other

 

Within ones own heart is lodged our truth of ways

many have sought to hide its full intents

but the full exposure by time its seeds prevents

the thought and deeds recorded by time its days

 

Examine does ones heart the life of self

and if to the course of love one has been true

for sealed within is all that makes up you

opened will be the book that lays sealed upon its shelf

 

And we like sands that moving through the glass

what was our future has fashioned now our past

but what is us is in its scroll now firmly cast

and saved until he who unseals the graves of everlast