For the Sunset, a Sunrise

The mystic sits down, in a yogic pose. The chelas sit too, where energy flows. The words were spoken, that inspired all. To choose for the good, and to heed the call. On their lifes mission, they would oft reflect. On their masters words, and what he'd expect. The guidance they knew, would help them to reach. The height of their craft, for one day to teach. So simple and pure, the lessons were learned. The ones that raised up, not the ones that burned. The myths and stories, of the good and bad. the difference between, the happy and sad. There is a reason, they chose the right, One way is darkness, the other is light.