It is not ideology
Nor philosophy that is taught in this school
It is the intricate geometry of the spirit
And the elaborate realm of consciousness
It is not the laboratory of science
Where experimentation defines the truth
It is a realm of the illogical
Where light is allowed to illuminate the truth
Nothing makes sense until you apply yourself
It is only the wisdom of humility
That will get you through the door
And the power of Love that will help you proceed
Kindness is a course on its own
Compassion is a test and the pass mark
It is only those with empty hearts
Who will drink from the cup of Love
It is true Love is difficult
But only if you apply logic
It is totally unnecessary to bring a calculator
Just bring your heart
And no papers, pens or pencils
Leave your ego behind
Emptiness is our uniform
Silence is a core subject
And nothingness is key
To the graduation ceremony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem