In His Will, Our Peace.

At The Midpoint On The Journey Of Life, I Found Myself In A Dark Forest, For The Clear Path Was Lost.

I Saw Within Its Depth How It Conceives All Things In A Single Volume Bound By Love Of Which The Universe Is The Scattered Leaves.

Mankind, Why Do Ye Set Your Hearts On Things That, Of Necessity, May Not Be Shared?

Where The Way Is Hardest, There Go Thou; Follow Your Own Path And Let People Talk.

Stand Firm As The Tower That Never Shakes Its Top Whatever Wind May Blow.