Sunrise: Day's Great Progenitor.

It Is Easy To Work When The Soul Is At Play.

To Multiply The Harbors Does Not Reduce The Sea.

Finite To Fail, But Infinite To Venture.

Longing Is Like A Seed That Wrestles In The Ground

By Chivalries As Tiny, A Blossom, Or A Book, The Seeds Of Smiles Are Planted- Which Blossom In The Dark.