I fled Him down the nights and down the days I fled Him down the arches of the years I fled Him down the labyrinthine ways Of my own mind, and in the midst of tears I hid from him, and under running laughter.
Up vistaed hopes I sped and shot precipitated Adown titanic glooms of chasmed fears >From those strong feet that followed, followed after But with unhurrying chase and unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat, and a Voice beat, More instant than the feet: "All things betray thee who betrayest me." All things that are not in harmony with Natural Law will ultimately cause you suffering and inevitably you will (either willingly or reluctantly) supplicate in obedience to the laws of nature. Not easy for the ego because as Francis Thompson goes on to say in his poem: I pleaded, outlaw-wise, by many a hearted casement, curtained red, trellised with inter-twining charities, For though I knew His love who followed, Yet was I sore adread, lest having Him, *I should have naught beside*. So the soul conjectures, if I give in to conscience and truth (natural law) I will have to give up all my old friends; sex, drink, gluttony, and so forth. Perhaps so, but as the Bible says: "He that findeth his life (soul) shall lose it (ego) : and he that loseth his life (ego) for my sake shall find it (soul)." and the Gita: "He who has conquered his self (ego) by his Self (soul) alone is himself his own best friend" Gita/CH6vs6
