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In wisdom's plan there is no roomFor loss. The grace of bud and flowerReflects the wealth of Mind, in bloom,Revealing beauty, hour by hour.

There is no loss. No power can bindThe good that Love unfolds: no fearCan crush the heart at one with Mind.Nor cloud the thought in Truth made clear.

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CYCLES OF GOOD
April 24, 1954
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