Let us… seek peace… near the inland murmur of streams,
and the gracious waving of trees, the beauteous vesture of earth,
and sublime pageantry of the skies. Let us leave “life,” that we may live.
There is but one solution to the intricate riddle of life; to improve ourselves,
and contribute to the happiness of others.
somehow, I remembered to look up at the sky….
inquiry for today~ and then, you too, remembered….
It was the kind of moon
that I would want to send back to my ancestors
and gift to my descendants so they know that I too,
have been bruised…by beauty.