“The hidden well-spring of your soul
must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea;
And the treasure of your infinite depths
would be revealed to your eyes.
But let there be no scales to
weigh your unknown treasure;
And seek not the depths of your
knowledge with staff or sounding line.
For self is a sea boundless and measureless.
Say not, 'I have found the truth,'
but rather, 'I have found a truth.'
Say not, 'I have found the path of the soul.'
Say rather, 'I have met the soul
walking upon my path.'
For the soul walks upon all paths.
The soul walks not upon a line,
neither does it grow like a reed.
The soul unfolds itself,
like a lotus of countless petals.”