Friendship Needs No Words.

You Wake From Dreams Of Doom And--for A Moment--you Know: Beyond All The Noise And The Gestures, The Only Real Thing, Love's Calm Unwavering Flame In The Half-light Of An Early Dawn.

Here Man Is No Longer The Center Of The World, Only A Witness, But A Witness Who Is Also A Partner In The Silent Life Of Nature, Bound By Secret Affinities Of The Trees.

Humility Is Just As Much The Opposite Of Self-abasement As It Is Of Self-exaltation. To Be Humble Is Not To Make Comparisons. Secure In Its Reality, The Self Is Neither Better Nor Worse, Bigger Nor Smaller, Than Anything Else In The Universe. It Is ? Is Nothing, Yet At The Same Time One With Everything. It Is In This Sense That Humility Is Absolute Self-effacement.

The Light Died In The Low Clouds. Falling Snow Drank In The Dusk. Shrouded In Silence, The Branches Wrapped Me In Their Peace. When The Boundaries Were Erased, Once Again The Wonder: That *i* Exist.

I Believe That We Should Die With Decency So That At Least Decency Will Survive.