It’s Mind by which the cosmos is designed,
Which recently we’ve come to call the Source,
Less personal than “God,” yet still aligned
(Good Orderly Direction) on a course
Encouraging all earthly life to flourish
As well as life throughout the cosmic vasts
That Universal Mind will kindly nourish,
A cosmic family with no outcasts.
How is it, though, that we have lost our Mind
And wandered reckless through our history
As if our eye of reason had gone blind
So now we near earthly calamity?
Reminded though of our noble estate,
We may escape that catastrophic fate.