<h2><SPAN name="page50"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>INSIGHT</h2>
<p class="poetry">On the river of life, as I float along,<br/>
I see with the spirit’s sight<br/>
That many a nauseous weed of wrong<br/>
Has root in a seed of right.<br/>
For evil is good that has gone astray,<br/>
And sorrow is only blindness,<br/>
And the world is always under the sway<br/>
Of a changeless law of kindness.</p>
<p class="poetry">The commonest error a truth can make<br/>
Is shouting its sweet voice hoarse,<br/>
And sin is only the soul’s mistake<br/>
In misdirecting its force.<br/>
And love, the fairest of all fair things<br/>
That ever to man descended,<br/>
Grows rank with nettles and poisonous things<br/>
Unless it is watched and tended.</p>
<p class="poetry"><SPAN name="page51"></SPAN><span class="pagenum">p.
51</span>There could not be anything better than this<br/>
Old world in the way it began;<br/>
And though some matters have gone amiss<br/>
From the great original plan,<br/>
And however dark the skies may appear,<br/>
And however souls may blunder,<br/>
I tell you it all will work out clear,<br/>
For good lies over and under.</p>
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