He, who took pleasure in anger.
He, the despoiler of love.
Seems to be growing much stronger,
As he walks with his Guides from above.
The Goal is seen before him,
At the end of a long, long road.
He walks along in spurts,
Continually shifting his load
At last his burden lightens
As he realizes that deep within,
Lives a portion of the Creator
With his heart as His abode.