the little flower lies in the dust. it sought the path of the butterfly.
let this be my last word, that i trust in thy love.
the learned say that your lights will one day be no more.'' said the firefly to the stars.the stars made no answer.
i cannot choose the best. the best chooses me.
they throw their shadows before them who carry their lantern on their back.
the pet dog suspects the universe for scheming to take its place.
sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening among the silent trees.
rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes.
god loves man's lamp-lights better than his own great stars.
praise shames me, for i secretly beg for it.
life has become richer by the love that has been lost.
dark clouds becomes heaven's flowers when kissed by light.
the waterfall sings, '' i find my song, when i find my freedom.''
the stars are not afraid to appear like fireflies.