We are born with the sunrise and death comes with the sunset. In between, our journey takes us through the sky of our existence. We cross the mountains, the valleys and all in between. No one can say how long our journey will be. To be one with the universe is to know the ocean, the forests, and the mountains. It is to be in harmony with the rhythm of all things. It is to know the flight of the bird, the inevitable presence of the horizon, the journey of a raindrop falling from the sky.