Be brave, be strong, but be mostly kind;
To heaven look but leave not earth behind.
Our friends encircled are the air we breathe;
Walk with care so you are not deceived.
Love is the honey that feeds our life.
It pours into moments and makes ease our strife,
Imbuing cares into life which reality brings
And tears open a heart so an old soul may sing.
If heaven cared or hell bequeathed,
Our love would teeter on razors beneath
These clouds of earth and on the dirt we walk.
So, look to your self, to your fate and your luck.
Love forever lost or finally found,
Ends as our treasure and ends as our crown.
Francis Knoll is a musician who has studied the Fourth Way for more than forty years.