When to the Permanent is sacrificed the Mutable, the prize is thine: the drop returneth whence it came. The Open Path leads to the changeless change - Non-Being, the glorious state of Absoluteness, the Bliss past human thought.
Truth shines the brighter, clad in verse.
chaos of thought and passion, all confus'd.
A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
The lot of man - to suffer and to die.
What will a child learn sooner than a song?