He Who Keeps His Faith Only, Cannot

Incredulity Robs Us Of Many Pleasures, And Gives Us Nothing In Return.

We Look At Death Through The Cheap-glazed Windows Of The Flesh, And Believe Him The Monster Which The Flawed And Cracked Glass Represents Him.

Evil Springs Up, And Flowers, And Bears No Seed, And Feeds The Green Earth With Its Swift Decay, Leaving It Richer For The Growth Of Truth.

Heaven Is Neither Here Nor There To Me. Everywhere And Nowhere. Just Not In Between, But I Believe In Heaven.

It Is Good To Lengthen To The Last A Sunny Mood.