Each In His Own Tongue

Today you are bound by a law,
The imperfect law of the group.
And that is fine for those
Who serve the whole
For the sake of holding things together.
But know that the truth you keep
Is tainted by such a motive.
You must learn to serve the Highest One
Who cannot be bound by groups
Of fearful tainted souls.
And if you do enlist to serve
The one who groupless is,
Do not be surprised when you are stripped
Of a people.
Do not be surprised to find yourself alone
For a time.
It is the way of all those
Who cling to truth for truth’s sake, 
And to no other.
And it is a lonely road,
Fraught with what appears to be
Endless difficulties.
But eventually,
If you do not forsake your guide,
You will arrive
To an innumerable company of friends,
Each their own - their own, that is, and His.
And together, a motley crew,
You’ll worship - each in his own tongue
The One.