This poem appears in Autumn Leaves:

My eyes have looked, and

In looking have seen, and

Having seen, beheld the Truth.

My heart has known, and

In knowing is filled, and

The fullness is Truth of Love.

Wealth is but passing vanity, and

Time wears away shallow efforts; yet,

Love and Truth overcomes both.

Love is never demanding, and

When aided by her cousins, Compromise and Understanding,

Grows healthy and flourishes.

Love awakens those feelings that are

Most noble in men and women,

Enriching their walk on life’s path.

Love brings contentment and understanding.

Coupled with thanksgiving,

Its lack turns life into a barren wasteland.