Show me the way that leads to the true life. <br />I do not care what tempests may assail me, <br />I shall be given courage for the strife; <br />I know my strength will not desert or fail me; <br />I know that I shall conquer in the fray: <br />Show me the way. <br />Show me the way up to a higher plane, <br />Where body shall be servant to the soul. <br />I do not care what tides of woe or pain <br />Across my life their angry waves may roll, <br />If I but reach the end I seek, some day: <br />Show me the way. <br />Show me the way, and let me bravely climb <br />Above vain grievings for unworthy treasures; <br />Above all sorrow that finds balm in time; <br />Above small triumphs or belittling pleasures; <br />Up to those heights where these things seem child's-play: <br />Show me the way. <br />Show me the way to that calm, perfect peace <br />Which springs from an inward consciousness of right; <br />To where all conflicts with the flesh shall cease, <br />And self shall radiate with the spirit's light. <br />Though hard the journey and the strife, I pray, <br />Show me the way.<br /><br />Ella Wheeler Wilcox<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/show-me-the-way-15/
