Love not the shapely branch,

Nor place its image alone in your heart.

It dies away.

Love the whole tree;

Then you will love the shapely branch,

The tender and withered leaf,

The shy bud and the full-blown flower,

The falling petal and the dancing night,

The splendid shadow of full love.

Ah, love Life in its fullness.

It knows no decay.

-Jiddu Krishnamurti