The Disentanglement.

Going on, through the deepest vault
of our earthly material existence,
the journey to our true self,
you'll find the masks in front of your face.

O Mankind, true courage he'll have
who's picking up the glove
and will enter the lists against the masks, one by one.
Going on, you'll see, your path is branching.
Go the right way, the way of your heart.

Tears will decorate your path,
while the clew of your life-thread is rolling out.
Flowers of love will florish
when the pain and sorrows itself is hollowing out.

O Mankind, see, perceive your own true self,
on the end of your journey.
A unity of body and mind,
with the Light of Love all over,
balance and harmony, that is your price.

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