The people of the world are limbs from one body, sharing one essence
The people of the world are limbs from one body,
sharing one essence.
When a single limb is oppressed,
all the others suffer agony.
I dimly perceive that whilst everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying all that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves, and re-creates. . . . in the midst of death life persists, in the midst of untruth truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists.