This is a call to the living,
To those who refuse to make peace with evil,
With the suffering and the waste of the world.

Religion is a wizard, a sibyl . . .
She faces the wreck of worlds, and prophesies restoration.
She faces a sky blood-red with sunset colours that deepen into darkness, and prophesies dawn.
She faces death, and prophesies life.

We cannot adopt the way of living that was satisfactory a hundred years ago. The world in which we live has changed, and we must change with it.

True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness.