Whoe’er thou art that entereth here,

Forget the struggling world

And every trembling fear.

Take from thy heart each evil thought,

And all that selfishness

Within thy life has wrought.

For once inside this place thou’lt find

No barter, servant’s fear,

Nor master’s voice unkind.

Here all are kin of God above~

Thou, too, dear heart: and here

The rule of life is love.

© Leaves of Gold