Lo, in the night, when all the world was sleeping,
Yashas, the noble and aspiring youth,
Pondering upon the world’s great sorrow, weeping,
Searched for the holy pathway unto Truth.
" I search in vain," said he,” and will betake me
Unto the Blessed One, and seek release;
Healer of sorrow, he perchance will make me
Partaker in his deep, Nirvanic peace."
Then came the youth, with footsteps fast and faster,
Unto the Blessed Teacher of mankind,
And, weeping, fell before the Holy Master,
Saying, "Great Lord, I seek and cannot find.
How great is my distress and tribulation!
Thou knowest all my sorrow and my pain;
Give me the holy balm of thy salvation,
Let me depart not from thy side again."
The Blessed One, seeing his perturbation,
Spake softly thus unto the gentle youth
"Lo, here is no distress, no tabulation;
Come unto Me, and I will show you Truth
The Truth will bring you joy, dispelling sadness,
And as the night before the light of day
Flees and departs, e’en so your rising gladness
Sorrow and pain and care will chase away."
Then spake He of things pure and high and holy
Giving full freely of His wisdom’s store,
And Yashas, listening, rapt, all meek and’lowly
Drank deeply of the Master’s wondrous lore;
And lo! the cooling breath of Wisdom o’er him
Stole softly, fanning all his care to rest;
Sorrow departed, and Compassion bore him
Unto the Path the Master’s feet had prest.
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James Allen was a little-known philosophical writer and poet. He is best recognized for his book, As a Man Thinketh. Allen wrote about complex subjects such as faith, destiny, love, patience, and religion but had the unique ability of explaining these subjects clearly and in a way that is easy to understand. He often wrote about cause and effect, sowing and reaping, as well as overcoming sadness, sorrow, and grief. For more information on the life of James Allen, click here.