Mmmm.... I just found one of my childhood thoughts in American Transcendentalism. *Freedom Torch - Liberty enlightning the World*Working as a teacher, H. D. Thoreau revolted and quit his job when his team tried to force him into punishing his pupils by applying physical and mental abuse. Instead of conforming, he founded an own private school then, together with his brother. He became an inspirative source for Gandhi and Martin Luther King...
Rumors From An Aeolian Harp
Henry David Thoreau
There is a vale which none hath seen,
Where foot of man has never been,
Such as here lives with toil and strife,
An anxious and a sinful life.
There every virtue has its birth,
Ere it descends upon the earth,
And thither every deed returns,
Which in the generous bosom burns.
There love is warm, and youth is young,
And poetry is yet unsung.
For Virtue still adventures there,
And freely breathes her native air.
And ever, if you hearken well,
You still may hear its vesper bell,
And tread of high-souled men go by,
Their thoughts conversing with the sky.
