J. Krishnamurti "Letters to a Young Friend" page 9
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
Soar into the skies
The trees were so stately and strangely impervious to man's tarred roads and traffic. Their roots were deep down, deep in the earth, and their tops stretched to the skies. We have our roots in the earth, which we have and must have, but we cling or crawl to the earth; only a few soar to the skies. They are the only creative and happy people. The rest spoil and destroy each other on this lovely earth, by hurt and likewise gossip.
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