DOWN this little world we travel, headed for the land of Dawn, sawing
wood and scratching gravel, here today, tomorrow gone! Down our path of
doubts and dangers, we are toddling, mile on mile, transient and
inquiring strangers, dumped into this world a while. Let us make the
journey pleasant for the little time we stay; all we have is just the
Present—all we need is just Today. Let’s encourage one another as we
push along the road, saying to a jaded brother: “Here, I’ll help you
with your load!” Banish scorn and vain reviling, banish useless tears
and woe; let us do the journey smiling, all our hearts with love aglow.
Let us never search for sorrow, since the journey is so brief; here
today and gone tomorrow, what have we to do with grief? Down this little
world we wander, strangers from some unknown spheres, headed for the
country yonder where they have no sighs or tears; let us therefore cease
complaining, let us be no longer glum; let us all go into training for
the joyful life to come!
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