The Child wakes from birth With soular eyes piercing The infinitely beautiful skies. And smiling, crawls into and out of All shapes and colours of perception. Soon walking and running learns that The physical is the playground of creation; The abode of pleasure and pain. But unbeknownst to the innocent Child The Word had been […]Read more "The Child ver.2"
The Master said, “With sincere faith he unites the love of learning; holding firm to death, he is perfecting the excellence of his course. “Such an one will not enter a tottering state, nor dwell in a disorganized one. When right principles of government prevail in the kingdom, he will show himself; when they are […]Read more "Holding Firm to Death"