Frithjof Schuon Archive

We knew a group of young girl dancers From the distant island of Bali;One of them showed me a little book,And wanted me to sign my name in it.Magical beauty, moving temperament,Such as bloom in the south-sea paradise;Ye lotus blossoms from a far and blessèd land —From...

Snowflakes — crystals silently floating downFrom heaven: enchanting formations,That lay themselves slowly on earth’s face —Like a cool, white veil, tender and mild.Crystals — like different formsOf spirit and faith; for the One,Born of God, wishes to unfoldInward...

Justice — a wonderful word,Full of truth and consolation; it is the judgmentAfter all wrongs. Let the demon rage —Victory goes to God-willed equilibrium.Justice in feeling and in thinking —You should direct all that you are towards the Truth.

Amongst the Avatâras, there is a typeThat does not bring a spiritual message of peace,But rather pertains to the world: Alexander,Through whose sword the Greek kingdom awoke;And Caesar, called divine — the hand of destiny.So that a Divine plan might unfold,And turn...