“The sound of the Gion Shoja temple bells echoes the impermanence of all things; the color of the sala flowers reveals the truth that to flourish is to fall. The proud do not endure, like a passing dream on a night in spring; the mighty fall at last, to be no more than dust before the wind.”

Helen Craig McCullough

Helen Craig McCullough - “The sound of the Gion Shoja...” 1

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