Lucky are those who, while

Lucky are those who, while singing like birds 
can also roar like lions...for theirs is not only the 
beauty of flowers, the peace of snow on earth, 
the nostalgia of sunsets and moonlight, the joy 
of sunrise and the strangeness of night, 

but also the wail of the howling gale and the
sound of thunder, the fury of raging seas
and the power of lightning; for they are One with the
pulse of the Universe and within them throbs Life...
unconfined, unlimited in all splendor!
For they have seen the angels and the demons
and fear neither. Theirs is the peace of silence
and the freedom of solitude... ♥