Just as desire is an instinct of our bodies,    

service is an instinct of the Soul;

An urge toward group righteousness,    

as the Spirit does unfold.


Love is the glue that binds the group,    

and the tool of all who serve;

Rendering Beauty unto the beloved,    

even those who are undeserved.


The server's plan is the Divine Plan,    

lending aid were aid is due;

Blending insight and Wisdom and hopes of Grace,    

with strong effort and courage too.


Selfishness gives way to selflessness,    

when service takes place of greed;

Sacrifice becomes a Law of Life,    

providing for those in need.


Yet, one must take care not to fall in the trap,   

 laid by glamours that encloud the Path;

Even altruism may by selfish,   

 if the fruits bear attachment's cruel wrath.


Only by taking heed to the soul's impulses,    

does the servant serve the Way;

Only by serving the highest Truths,    

does the soul shine its Golden Ray.