"Life is deep and high and distant, though only through your vast vision can you reach even her feet; and then the breath of your breath reaches her heart, the shadow of your shadow crosses her face, and the echo of your faintest cry becomes a spring and an autumn in her breast.
When life speaks, all the winds become words; and she speaks again, the smiles upon your lips and the tears in your eyes turn also into words.
When she sings, the deaf hear and are held; and when she comes walking, the sightless behold her and are amazed and follow her in wonder and awe...". K. Gibran
Sunday, September 06, 2015
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