It Is Beautiful, The World, And Life

It Is Beautiful, The World, And Life Itself. I Am Glad I Have Lived.

Beauty Without The Beloved Is A Like A Sword Through The Heart.

And Love, Our Light At Night And Shade At Noon,lulls Us To Rest With Songs, And Turns Awayall Shafts Of Shelterless Tumultuous Day.

Still We Say As We Go,-"strange To Think By The Waywhatever There Is To Know,that Shall We Know One Day.

Gather A Shell From The Strewn Beach And Listen At Its Lips: They Sigh The Same Desire And Mystery, The Echo Of The Whole Sea's Speech.