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Yes, There Is A Nirvanah; It Is Leading Your Sheep To A Green Pasture, And In Putting Your Child To Sleep, And In Writing The Last Line Of Your Poem

Truth Is Like The Stars; It Does Not Appear Except From Behind Obscurity Of The Night. Truth Is Like All Beautiful Things In The World; It Does Not Disclose Its Desirability Except To Those Who First Feel The Influence Of Falsehood. Truth Is A Deep Kindness That Teaches Us To Be Content In Our Everyday Life And Share With The People The Same Happiness.

Like The Seeds Dreaming Beneath The Snow Your Heart Dreams Of Spring.

Solitude Is A Silent Storm That Breaks Down All Our Dead Branches; Yet It Sends Our Living Roots Deeper Into The Living Heart Of The Living Earth.

When Love Beckons To You, Follow Him, Though His Ways Are Hard And Steep. And When His Wings Enfold You Yield To Him, Though The Sword Hidden Among His Pinions May Wound You.