ŤŴĔĹVĔ ŚŤĂŃŹĂŚ ŦŔŐМ ŤĤĔ βŐŐĶ ŐŦ ĎŹŶĂŃ - 18

 

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STANZA IV

🌻 The Gift of Mind - 6 🌻

33. A gong struck. The Third Round of the battle was over. Balance had won. 

Man understood that he should not rush about and fret, thereby weakening his precious life forces. His two poles, like two scale-pans, he resolved to keep in balance, not letting evil outweigh his divine heritage. 

The pan of Light was feathery and weightless. He must no longer add dark deeds to the opposing pan of darkness; at the same time he would sort through its contents for worthiness, so as to burn whatever he didn’t need as superfluous rubbish. The work progressed quickly. Man glanced sometimes into one of the pans, and sometimes into the other.

Keeping constant watch over new additions to the pan of Light was difficult, for it was so weightless and invisible that it was a challenge to perceive just when the pan of evil started to outweigh it... 

A high degree of alertness was required. And the Gods decided to set a New Period for the Round of Earthly Time, so that mankind would be armed with this priceless Gift of Heaven.

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