Man barricades against himself.
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
Wrong cannot afford defeat but Right can.
Thank the flame for its light , but do not forger the lamp
holder standing in the shade with constancy of patience.
We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.
While the glass lamp rebukes the earthen for calling
it cousin , the moon rises , and the glass lamp ,
with a bland smile , calls her , ---" My dear , dear sister. "
The stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.
The world rushes on over the strings of the lingering
heart making the music of sadness.
I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence.It is for small needs it never asks ,or knows or remembers.