Dove

by Robin Lee Graham

sea I had learned how little a person needs, not how much. I wondered why men hold on to life as if the universe depended on them. It seemed to me that so many people hold back from doing the things they really want to do because of fear. The less sophisticated societies seemed to understand this better than the people in the civilized world. Being alone had made me realize that man is pretty insignificant in the universe, like a speck of dust.