It Is Only When We

To Know Only Artificial Night Is As Absurd And Evil As To Know Only Artificial Day.

The Adventure Of The Sun Is The Greatest Natural Drama By Which We Live.

The Leaves Fall, The Wind Blows, And The Farm Country Slowly Changes From The Summer Cottons Into Its Winter Woods.

Our Civilization Has Fallen Out Of Touch With Night. With Lights, We Drive The Holiness And Beauty Of Night Back To The Forests And The Sea; The Little Villages, The Crossroads Even, Will Have None Of It. Are Modern Folk, Perhaps, Afraid Of Night? Do They Fear That Vast Serenity, The Mystery Of Infinite Space, The Austerity Of Stars?

Touch The Earth, Love The Earth, Honour The Earth, Her Plains, Her Valleys, Her Hills, And Her Seas; Rest Your Spirit In Her Solitary Places.