Bodhi and Resist Not Evil continue walking within the Hills of Hope until they arrive at the Gnostic Stone surrounded by several lambs, who look up from their focused discussion. Resist Not Evil addresses them, excitedly:

lamb of god lives

from thou shalt, saved

by this mountain lion

from hatred enslaved

Resist Not Evil turns toward a lamb and says: 

but before bodhi explains

what happened on the stone

please tell him beyond belief

what of lamb of god is known

Beyond Belief responds to Bodhi:

our gnostic gospels

reject divine hate

hidden by holy trinity 

sealing the church’s fate 

She touches the Gnostic Stone and continues:

peasant boys were digging

ages ago around this stone

a jar they discovered

true teachings made known

smashing it open

they found secret books

heretical jesus writings

that escaped palace hooks

they taught to know yourself

understand through insight

through knowing we find god

in all that shines with light

Another sheep continues: 

my name is quaker
no steeple marks my way
the light within each soul
outshines what priests may say

i walked through courts and kings
refused their hat and throne
for truth needs no decree
it speaks from self alone

be still and you will hear
no thunder from above
the voice that needs no name
and answers only love

A final sheep steps forward and addresses Bodhi:

i am the sage of concord
trust what stirs inside
no borrowed voice is truth
no need for outer guide

imitation is a chain
that binds the timid mind
self-reliant hearts
leave hollow forms behind

the soul becomes its law
when fear is cast away
no scripture stands above
the truth you live today

Zarathustra sneaks in from the hills and addresses them, dismissively:

you speak of heaven as 

 a condition of the heart

not bliss after death

together not apart

but don’t be so pleased

grazers of this knoll

you lambs sustain

their hatred and control

you shield the flock

those who cannot see

their fear becomes a creed

that blinds both you and me

you protect

intolerant sheep

fundamentalists

lamb of god does weep

A dust storm suddenly starts moving down from the ridge. Zarathustra concludes: 

we can continue later

as our common foe

i last saw at the ridge

his shadow does grow