Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Fear of death is a delusion
Harbored in the breasts of sages
He who lives a single springtime
Is like one who lives for ages.
Give to me the reed and sing thou
For song is immortality
And the plaint of reed remaineth
After the joy and misery.
Khalil Gibran
Harbored in the breasts of sages
He who lives a single springtime
Is like one who lives for ages.
Give to me the reed and sing thou
For song is immortality
And the plaint of reed remaineth
After the joy and misery.
Khalil Gibran
