May the road rise to meet you-may the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face- the rain fall softly upon your fields
And until we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand.
When the storms break for him may the trees shake for him their blossoms down
And in the night that he is troubled may a friend wake for him
So that his time be doubled -And at the end of all living and loving
May the man above give him a crown.
Above from dear friends on two occasions
To see a world in a grain of sand
and heaven in a wild flower
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And see eternity in an hour

T.S. Elliot

To move in through the consciousness
And out through many forms
By the timeless stream of growing
Flowing darkness into dawn
With energies to discipline-experience to know
The contemplative life-the outward active show
All in all requires the living-contradictions,mystery
The receiving and the giving-just to BE.

From "Yoga of the inward path" Ronald Beesley