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By and by, one begins to encounter

the changeless behind all change.

You have asked me about the poem.

I had a little piece read out by someone,

then it came to me: I should hear it from you yourself!

Now when you read it out to me I shall listen –

and then I can read both you and your poem.

40. Love.

I received your letter on my return.

I welcome this birth of determination in you.

Such strength of will alone

takes us to truth.

Our deepest powers are aroused by it,

the unorganized energy becomes organized

and then there is music.

What tremendous energy exists in this atom of self!

But it can’t be known without utter intensity of will.

You must have seen rocks

that even the strongest chisel cannot break,

and yet the sprouting shrub or plant

slips cracks and crevices through it so easily!

When the tiniest seed is filled with determination

to push through and reach the sun,

even the hardest rock has to give way.

So a weak seed wins over the mighty rocks!

The tender seed breaks through the hardest of rocks!

Why? Because no matter

how strong and powerful the rock,

it is dead,

and because it is dead it has no will.

The seed is tender,

it is weak,

but alive!

Remember, where there is will there is life

and where there is no will there is no life.

The seed’s will becomes its power,

and with this power

its tiny roots sprout,

enter the rock and spread out,

until one day they break the rock.

Life always wins over death.

The living force within has never been defeated

by the dead obstacles without – and never will be.

41. Love.

Your letter was received with joy.

When the heart thirsts so much

for truth,

for peace,

for religion,

one day you come face to face with the sun