In lieu of a regular column in these days of resolution the writer chooses this in place of the regular semantics. It occurred to Gautama Buddha on the day of the enlightenment under the Mucalinda tree:
“How blest the happy solitude
of him who hears and knows the truth!
How blest is harmlessness towards all,
And self restraint towards living things!
How blest from passion to be free
All sensuous joys to leave behind!
Yet far the highest bliss of all
To leave the pride which says I am”