Is it not sufficient to know that somewhere or other, there is ecstasy, there is wonder, there is fullness?
What difference does it make on which shores these waves of experience break?
Why this pressure for them all to converge here?
The Miracle of This Being Here
Is it not sufficient to know that somewhere or other, there is ecstasy, there is wonder, there is fullness?
What difference does it make on which shores these waves of experience break?
Why this pressure for them all to converge here?