Some things in our world are so inexpressibly beautiful we can only feebly describe them as heavenly. How could you describe the delicate, intoxicating scent of a gardenia?
Whatever the Source of the beauty and grandeur that surrounds us, it is a mystery worthy of a life's quest. We are taught to dismiss the things we cannot understand.
Would it not be better to be taught to wake up and smell the flowers—and open wide the doors of infinite possibility? |
