Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I
not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside,
looking into the shining world? Because, properly
attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is suggestion.
Can one be passionate about the just, the
ideal, the sublime, and the holy, and yet commit
to no labor in its cause? I don’t think so.
All summations have a beginning, all effect has a
story, all kindness begins with the sown seed.
Thought buds toward radiance. The gospel of
light is the crossroads of — indolence, or action.
Be ignited, or be gone.
My Thoughts -
Here Mary wants the reader to stick to ‘what you believe in’. Not to perform an act for the sake of others or that impulsive moment, do it only if you are truly passionate about it. And that is when you make/feel an astonishing difference. And to achieve it, we may have to work harder or even put a fight – but if thats the price you have to pay, well just do it and don’t be a mouse to it.
In this poem she uses her own life’s example – saying that she consistently takes the efforts of going up the hill for meditation All her life, because she firmly believes in it.
I think this is lovely poem that teaches us to cultivate genuinity within ourselves.