All saints are beautiful. All children are beautiful. Observe the fact: every child is born beautiful; you cannot find an ugly child. Difficult, very very difficult to find an ugly child. All children are born beautiful. Then what goes wrong? – because later on all people are not beautiful. All children are born with grace but then something goes wrong; somewhere the growth stops and everything becomes ugly. Later on you cannot find so many beautiful persons in the world. And as you grow old you become more and more ugly.
It should be just the opposite, if life moves in the right direction. If you know the art of how to live beautifully, how to live with grace, how to live through the divine, not through the ego, then just the opposite will be the case. Every child will grow more and more beautiful, and old age must be the culmination of beauty. It has to be. If the life has been lived according to nature, Tao, Dhamma, if it has followed an inner discipline, not forced; if you have loved, if you have been aware, if you have been meditative, then every day you become more and more beautiful. And an old man who has passed through all the turmoils, all the ups and downs of life, who has known maturity, who is now seasoned, will have a beauty which nobody else can have.
In the East it has happened. That’s why the East worships the old, not the young, because the young is still incomplete. The young has to pass through many things yet, and there is a possibility that something may go wrong. When an old man is beautiful, now there is no possibility of his falling down; he has known all, he has passed through all the experiences, all the anguish of existence, all the miseries, all the blessings. He has seen nights and days, he has moved to the peaks and to the valleys, and he has attained an inner integrity through all these experiences. Now he is balanced; now there is no right or left, now there are no extremes. Now he neither longs for peaks nor avoids the valleys; he simply accepts. Life has prepared him for this acceptance. Life has prepared him not to fight but to let go. And when you can let go you have attained.
A young man tries not to let go and he fights. A young man tries to conquer. A young man is foolish; he does not know that the victory comes through let-go. He cannot know, it is difficult to know. He will have to pass through many frustrations; only then will he become aware that frustrations are the other aspect of expectations. He will have to pass through many defeats; only then will he come to know that victory belongs to those who don’t fight, who give way, who don’t fight against the current, who don’t try to go upstream, who simply leave themselves wherever nature puts them.
Only those who have come to an inner harmony with nature are victorious. Now there is no fight, because how can the part fight the whole? And how can the part be victorious against the whole? It is absurd, but a young man has to try.