From the darkest clouds comes the brightest suns
Fromt he deepest valley, rise the highest hills
From the bleakest night glows the brilliant dawns
From the deepest fear comes the strongest courage
And we move on. Move on. We move on.
Winds are blowing, time for knowing where the seasons take you
Spread your wings and fill the sky
In the morning we shall rise
In the evening we shall fly
- Where the Seasons Take Us (Roger Ames)
Enlightenment is like the moon reflected on the water.
The moon does not get wet, nor is the water broken.
Although its light is wide and great,
The moon is reflected even in a puddle an inch wide.
The whole moon and the entire sky
Are reflected in one dewdrop on the grass.
- Dogen
The bad news is time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot. MICHAEL ALTSHULER
Imagination is the true magic carpet.
