THE LIFE POWER
AND
HOW TO USE IT.

The cloud-maker tells us the world is wrong,
    And is bound in an evil fetter,
But the blue-sky man comes bringing a song
    Of hope that shall make it better;
And the toilers, hearing his voice, behold
    The sign of a glad to-morrow,
Whose hands are heaped with the purest gold,
    Of which each heart may borrow.

The truth is large; no man hath seen the whole;
Larger than words; it brooks not the control
Of argument and of distinctions nice;
No age or creed can hold it, no device
Of speech or language; ay, no syllogism;
Truth is the sun, and reason is the prism
You lift before it; whence the light is thrown
In various colors; each man takes his own.
If this man takes the red as you the blue,
Is yours the whole? and is his truth not true?
Spirit is truth, howe’er the colors fall;
The fact comes back to spirit, after all.