If Only I May Grow: Firmer, Simpler,

When The Sense Of The Earth Unites With The Sense Of One's Body, One Becomes Earth Of The Earth, A Plant Among Plants, An Animal Born From The Soil And Fertilizing It. In This Union, The Body Is Confirmed In Its Pantheism.

The Myths Have Always Condemned Those Who 'looked Back.' Condemned Them, Whatever The Paradise May Have Been Which They Were Leaving. Hence This Shadow Over Each Departure From Your Decision.

Our Work For Peace Must Begin Within The Private World Of Each Of Us. To Build For Man A World Without Fear, We Must Be Without Fear. To Build A World Of Justice, We Must Be Just.

Is Life So Wretched? Isn't It Rather Your Hands Which Are Too Small, Your Vision Which Is Muddled? You Are The One Who Must Grow Up.

We Are Not Permitted To Choose The Frame Of Our Destiny. But What We Put Into It Is Ours.