<h2><SPAN name="poem43"></SPAN>LIFE</h2>
<p class="poetry">All in the dark we grope along,<br/>
And if we go amiss<br/>
We learn at least which path is wrong,<br/>
And there is gain in this.</p>
<p class="poetry">We do not always win the race<br/>
By only running right;<br/>
We have to tread the mountain’s base<br/>
Before we reach its height.</p>
<p class="poetry">The Christs alone no errors made;<br/>
So often had they trod<br/>
The paths that lead through light and shade,<br/>
They had become as God.</p>
<p class="poetry">As Krishna, Buddha, Christ again,<br/>
They passed along the way,<br/>
And left those mighty truths which men<br/>
But dimly grasp to-day.</p>
<p class="poetry">But he who loves himself the last<br/>
And knows the use of pain,<br/>
Though strewn with errors all his past,<br/>
He surely shall attain.</p>
<p class="poetry">Some souls there are that needs must taste<br/>
Of wrong, ere choosing right;<br/>
We should not call those years a waste<br/>
Which led us to the light.</p>
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