She sees the Best that glimmers thro' the Worst, She feels the Sun is hid but for a night, She spies the summer thro' the winter bud, She tastes the fruit before the blossom falls, She hears the lark within the songless egg, She finds the fountain where they wail'd ‘Mirage'!
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The seasons come and the seasons go, the summer fruit and the winter snow, but here we are, and here we stay - until the time to go away.
Ah, they say, there's a land that is great, and is grand; there's no fear, and no pain - we will all live again - and everyone will find the ones they love.
Eden Ahbez