You who gave the Ashram,

And you who gave two lives,

Proclaim.

Builders and warriors, strengthen the steps.

Reader, if you have not grasped — read again,

after a while.

The predestined is not accidental,

The leaves fall in their time.

And winter is but the harbinger of spring.

All is revealed; all is attainable.

I will cover you with My shield, if you but tend to your labors.

I have spoken.