All Life is one life..
How else would I know death unless I
seek it in the heart of life? For life and death are one. For what is it
to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? only
when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And so
when does the dance start?
How I long to pass the mountain peak
with my soul soaring in the firmament of unbound freedom – how I long to
be far away with my companions and the clouds hiding the hills from the
eyes as I drift. What a splendor to see the valleys becoming flooded
with the infinity of silence and hands of the oblivion setting me free
to soar into the infinity.
Khalil Gibran is among the few that saw the beauty in death. Not as a
result of life's frustrations but as a transition from this life into
the next. From mortality into immortality. His writing is a healing to
those who regard death as the unlovable sting.
It is always a dance.. always. – The Divine Dance of Diani
The Prophet - By Khalil Gibran
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