Pass on! For thou hast brought the key: thou art secure. And to the second gate the way is verdant too. But it is steep and winds uphill; yea, to its rocky top. Grey mists will overhang its rough and stony height, all be dark beyond. As on he goes, the song of hope soundeth more feeble in the pilgrim's heart. The thrill of doubt is now upon him; his step less steady grows.
'Chosen fragments from 'The Book of the Golden Precepts' translated and annotated by H.P.Blavatsky in 'The Voice of The Silence'___
in love and light,
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