Long Years After

Long years after, this I've found:

By no ism must I ever be bound,

And that I myself have no need

Any ism at all to faithfully heed,

For this truth now well I know:

I’ve found the One I must follow:

The Inner Voice, the True Guide,

Who resides within, deep inside.

This being so, what need’s there

For me to ever turn elsewhere?

With the Inner Voice as my prism,

What need do I have for any ism?