And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's power...
To remind me that time is short
When cares are pressing me down
When your soul is at peace with God, then your mind can be at peace with the world.
Practice in painting tulips sketch-style, plus a poem
We all are leaves.
We bud, shiny and green, wrinkly and curled up.
We stretch out and face the sun for a day or so....