We manage to swallow flesh, only because we do not think of the cruel and sinful thing we do.

If you cry because the sun has gone out of your life, your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars.

I ask my destiny - what power is this That cruelly drives me onward without rest? My destiny says, "Look round!" I turn back and see It is I myself that is ever pushing me from behind.

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sigh.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.

that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

Plant flowers in others' gardens and your life becomes a bouquet! Submitted by Lisa Letto, Coordinator, Nutrition Resource and Volunteer Centre, College of Pharmacy and Nutrition, University of Saskatchewan, Saskatchewan, Canada I slept and I dreamed that life is all joy, I woke and I saw that life is all service. I served and I saw that service is joy.