So long as men shall be on earth, there will be tasks for them to do. Some way for them to show their worth. Each day shall bring its problems new. And men shall dream of mightier deeds than ever have been done before. There always shall be human needs for men to work and struggle for.
Heart-hidden from the outer things I rose;The spirit woke anew in nightly birthUnto the vastness where forever glowsThe star-soul of the earth.There all alone in primal ecstasy,Within her depths where revels never tire,The Olden Beauty shines: each thought of meIs veined through with its fire.george william russell