Frithjof Schuon Archive

Thou art my God — I am in Thy hands;I am on my path, where Thou hast willed.And mayest Thou — Who knoweth me —Always turn my steps towards Thee.

God is the measure of our earthly works —So let us do what has a meaning. But note:What for the fool is of greatest importance,Is the flight from his own nothingness.

The Christmas tree — a miracle from the forest,On which candles shine and small globes hang;It is no effort for a child’s heartTo make of this an image of Paradise.For us too, the little tree has meaning —It evokes gratitude and innocence.

The cessation of mental agitation —The peace that rises above the world;This is the eternal, true Benares —The Center that shows me my true self.