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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Mansion by Henry van Dyke: The gate of the city was not like a gate a all, for it was not
barred with iron or wood, but only a single pearl, softly
gleaming,
marked the place where the wall ended and the entrance lay open.
A person stood there whose face was bright and grave, and whose
robe
was like the flower of the lily, not a woven fabric, but a living
texture.
"Come in," he said to the company of travelers; "you are at
your journey's end, and your mansions are ready for you."
John Weightman hesitated, for he was troubled by a doubt.
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