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GLORIA IN EXCELSIS
The places of peace are also those of exaltation.
The Secret of Success
Peace in high places; on the peaks supreme,Far over passion's mists, deep peace of love;
Light of true light, the glory and the gleam;
Far over troubled sleep, what worlds of dream
Give space for souls—yes, there is room above!
Sleep naturally passes into dream, but there is a certain repose in which dream is exalted into vision; and this at its induction is initiation, but at the end, adeptship.
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