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.