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Copyright 2006
For what is it to die but to stand naked
in the wind and to melt in the sun?
in the wind and to melt in the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing but to
free the breath from its restless tides,
that it may rise and expand and see
God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of
silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top,
then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your
limbs, then shall you truly dance.
Kahlil Gibran