Let there be many windows in your soul that all the glory of the universe may beautify it.
Not the narrow pane of one poor creed can catch the radiant rays that shine from countless sources.
Tear away the blinds of superstition; let the light pour through the fair windows
Broad as truth itself and high as heaven...
Tune your ear to all the wordless music of the stars and to the voice of nature,
And your heart shall turn to truth and goodness as the plant turns to the sun.
A thousand unseen hands reach down to help you to their peace-crowned heights
And all the forces of the firmament shall fortify your strength.
Be not afraid to thrust aside half-truths and grasp the whole.
