In The Last Analysis, It Is Our

It Is Not We Who Seek The Way, But The Way Which Seeks Us. That Is Why You Are Faithful To It, Even While You Stand Waiting, So Long As You Are Prepared, And Act The Moment You Are Confronted By Its Demands.

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.

There Is A Point At Which Everything Becomes Simple And There Is No Longer Any Question Of Choice, Because All You Have Staked Will Be Lost If You Look Back. Life's Point Of No Return.

The Pursuit Of Peace And Progress Cannot End In A Few Years In Either Victory Or Defeat. The Pursuit Of Peace And Progress, With Its Trials And Its Errors, Its Successes And Its Setbacks, Can Never Be Relaxed And Never Abandoned.

Unless There Is A Spiritual Renaissance, The World Will Know No Peace.