Measure of Path

Well, which measure of Path can be given?
Not in miles, kilometers nor feet,
Nor in years we can’t value even
We have special measures for it.

How much have you given to others?
How many the poor were heartily helped?
How hard did you strive for your brothers?
How large was the light by you swelled?

If your path’s going over deep canyons
Can you serve as a safe, solid bridge,
Did you walk with your friends as in union
Climbing up a steep mountain ridge.
 
So Path can be called a condition
Of the heart which is treading along,
If in it there’s an inner position
For the supreme Instructor lifelong.

In our sweat, our blood Path is measured,
Every step’s on it treaded with strive
That we’d lead others on it with pleasure
And with love that will make them alive.

Go with us on Path we are treading
Seeking nothing for personal life,
In the world Brotherhood’s spirit spreading
For humanity we serve and strive.