All the rarest hues of human life take radiance and are rainbowed out in tears.

There's no dearth of kindness In the world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.

When man to man shall be friend and brother.

They must find it hard to take Truth for authority who have so long mistaken Authority for Truth.

All the rarest hues of human life take radiance and are rainbowed out in tears.

They must find it difficult ... those who have taken authority as the truth, rather than truth as the authority.

In the wounds our sufferings plough immortal love sows sovereign seed.