One day after the passing of all of our egos we might come home and become again like the movement of the leaves moving all together with one clear singing voice as the wind hits the trees, but it will be a long time from now.
by Robert Montgomery

One day after the passing of all of our egos we might come home and become again like the movement of the leaves moving all together with one clear singing voice as the wind hits the trees, but it will be a long time from now.

by Robert Montgomery