Swords and Plowshares/Epilog
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O YE who preach in season and out of season (am I not one of them?), hold your peace, for the wind of heaven is blowing!
O ye who insist upon lighting the world, snuff out your smoking torches, for the Sun himself is shining!
No longer teach, but be taught; no longer warm, but be warmed; no longer mold, but be molded.
Let yourselves flow into the wind and melt into the sunshine, and feel for once the quiet power of God.
O ye who insist upon lighting the world, snuff out your smoking torches, for the Sun himself is shining!
No longer teach, but be taught; no longer warm, but be warmed; no longer mold, but be molded.
Let yourselves flow into the wind and melt into the sunshine, and feel for once the quiet power of God.