Beneath the trees, he sat, as he reached the hills. The sun was sinking. And in the dim twilight of the setting sun, we asked him: “Master! What are the marks or him who lives and moves and lath his being in the perfect life!”
And the Rishi said: Blessed are they who bring Him no fruit, nor flower nor leaf: for they who come with empty hands are filled! Blessed are they who extinguish desires for they abide in peace! Blessed are they who live in open houses: for they break their chains, and the wind of the spirit bloweth upon them, carrying to far-off corners their song and their speech! Blessed are they who wrestle with the storms for they shall gather strength in God! Blessed are they who are stripped and become naked for His sake for they shall be clothed with the garments of light! Blessed are they who go upon their way with singing in their hearts for the song of the search liveth forever in the gains of eternity! Blessed are they who learn to sit in silence for they shall hear the song of the Atman, the eternal self! Blessed are the serene inspirit for they shall be mirrors of the eternal self! Blessed are the compassionate for they shall be one with humanity—one with the brotherhood of life! Blessed are they whose hearts are cleansed of passion and greed of gold for they shall be free!