Beautiful this world!
I stood, I walked,
I ran, I reached,
I thought and sat,
And speculated:
Beautiful this world!

Why all this toil and turmoil?
Walking and running!
When this world is beautiful,
wherever I may be!

Speculating I stopped moving,
The world not the same
Uglier it became!

Dynamic I saw beauty!
Dead stable I saw ugly!!

I walk not to reach
but to teach
Be dynamic! Become global!!
Beautiful this world!
Because it is global!!