Do you notice? How beautiful it is. What a beautiful it is. It’s a dark gloomy dusk now, old chap. Do you the whole sky is covered by that dark and dejected cloud? Do you notice it? How it becomes such beautiful? How the wind mysteriously stops? How strangely sound becomes quite? How the lights suddenly fade out? Do you notice how these all now turn to be something very beautiful? The most precious scenery?
Please realize it, old chap.