It Is Only A Little

There Is No Reason For Amazement: Surely One Always Knew That Cultures Decay, And Life's End Is Death.

A Little Too Abstract, A Little Too Wise, It Is Time For Us To Kiss The Earth Again, It Is Time To Let The Leaves Rain From The Skies, Let The Rich Life Run To The Roots Again.

Know That However Ugly The Parts Appear The Whole Remains Beautiful.

If Millions Are Born Millions Must Die.

The Greatest Beauty Is Organic Wholeness, The Wholeness Of Life And Things, The Divine Beauty Of The Universe.