Articles

                                                 Till where does the river flow till when the stars surcease to shine So must circle the wheel of life  till when the mountain must stand till when the oceans subsist So must turn the wheel of time till when the body bonds to the soul so long as life exists, and the living be Must art remain, and the feelings flow May the hearts beat in tune with the living and the gifts be spread throughout Love and loss and death and rebirth faith and companion and success and play must each spoke of the wheel turn its way And till when the wheels are given free rein May all the living remain.