On oiir small planet a few houseflies bang on the walls. They buzz, moan, moon, and ants climb the locust tree and brag about their vast dominion. It is easy for a flea to say it topples a huge tree. In Changan leaves spil! in the west wing, the arrowhead groans in the air. We had tnuch to do and quickiy. The sky-earth spins and time is short. Ten thousand years is long and so a moming and an evening count. The tour oceans boil and clouds fume with rain. The five continents shake in the wind of lightning. We wasli away insects and are strong.