Worm
Such majesty in this display. One may see the limbless invertebrate with pity or scorn, yet in it I find a noble ideology, a subtle way of being. The firefly is proud, the cicada is loud; neither knows humility nor quiet, submission nor peace.
Such majesty in this display. One may see the limbless invertebrate with pity or scorn, yet in it I find a noble ideology, a subtle way of being. The firefly is proud, the cicada is loud; neither knows humility nor quiet, submission nor peace.