I have my place in Mind,
A sure retreat.
No hasting feet
From out the byways of sin's arrogance,
No discord from that alley blind
Where, to and fro, ambition's thralls compete,
My heavenly peace can find.
I have my place in Mind,
Love's glad abode.
No toilsome road
Thick set by fear's sharp spines, or ignorance,
Or ghastly shades, before, behind,
Can tempt to sin or urge pain's cruel goad,
Upon the way in Mind.
I have my place in Mind.
Thought's highway clear
Flows upward here.
Bleak mountain peaks of self are new designed,
New named, Love's way. Can words enhance
Unsullied joy? Can finite, mortal glance
Behold the way of Mind?
I have my place in Mind,
Secret, complete.
No foe effete
From earth's revolving stair of time or chance
May climb, or storm, or ever find
The entering gate—that hidden Word so sweet
That ever leads to Mind.
