Awakened At Midnight By The Sound Of

Plunge Deep Enough In Order To See Something That Is Hidden And Glimmering.

Make The Universe Your Companion, Always Bearing In Mind The True Nature Of Things-mountains And Rivers, Trees And Grasses, And Humanity-and Enjoy The Falling Blossoms And The Scattering Leaves.

There Is Nothing You Can See That Is Not A Flower; There Is Nothing You Can Think That Is Not The Moon.

Every Day Is A Journey, And The Journey Itself Is Home.

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling