1938 · CLOSE READING
The Heart of the Master
The Heart of the Master (1938), PDF p. 18
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And: blessing and worship to the prophet of the lovely Star!
The shadows suddenly faded as the clouds vanished from the
sky; and there is no more writing on the Heavens, for that which was
written was graven upon mine Heart.
The Four Virtues of the Heart of the Master.
LIGHT is throned in the Heart of the Master, so that he thinks no
evil. For in that Light all is Truth.
Falsehood is but a function of the conditions of Time and Space,
and the idea of evil comes only from perceiving the oppositions which
are transcended by Truth. So each thing that is hath its root in
Necessity; were the least of these lost, the whole Work should be
marred.
LIFE wells in the Heart of the Master; Death is but the Systole of
that marvelous pulse.
Faint are the phantoms of Illusion; these, seized on by that vivid
stream, thrill and throb with the glow of his reality; he leaves no
possible form inane or inert; in him do all partake the sacrament of
birth to Truth.
LIBERTY leaps in the Heart of the Master; for every man and
every woman is a star. Each follows, free and joyful, its own Will; for
every Will alike has its essential function in the rhythm of the Heart of
the Master. No star can stray from its self-chosen course: for in the
infinite soul of space all ways are endless, all-embracing: perfect.
LOVE burns in the Heart of the Master: he, seeing only God in
every thing, with the white flame of worship purges it of all its fancied
imperfection. His boundless adoration kindles space itself, leaving no
void that is not compassed by his passion.
By virtue of his LAW he floods each thought with love, and marries
it in turn to every other thought; and of each bridal night the fruits are
twin, the Rapture of Silence, and some new World unguessed of
Phantasy; of these behold one grim and one grotesque, this lyric and
that lordly, the grievous and the gracious equal in His sight, for they
know neither limit nor let in the infinite variety of their Beauty, making
new Harmonies with every hour, beyond belief for Joy.
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