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Attainment (use All Your Hidden Forces. Do Not Miss) Post by :John_Glube Category :Poems Author :Ella Wheeler Wilcox Date :March 2011 Read :3098

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Attainment (use All Your Hidden Forces. Do Not Miss)

Use all your hidden forces. Do not miss
The purpose of this life, and do not wait
For circumstance to mould or change your fate;
In your own self lies Destiny. Let this
Vast truth cast out all fear, all prejudice,
All hesitation. Know that you are great,
Great with divinity. So dominate
Environment, and enter into bliss.
Love largely and hate nothing. Hold no aim
That does not chord with universal good.
Hear what the voices of the Silence say -
All joys are yours if you put forth your claim.
Once let the spiritual laws be understood,
Material things must answer and obey.

(The end)
Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem: Attainment

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