There is no greater religion
across all ages and nations
than Love and Compassion.
The true mark of a spiritual man
Their seat is in the heart
where ceaselessly burns
benevolent creative fire
a consecration to sublime art
By constantly striving
from a light seeker
you become a light bearer
with a crescent and a cross
Bringing blessings for every one
in course of your earthly sojourn
every passing moment and hour
merciful rain and sunny shower.
(Yayati)
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