Sunday, February 20, 2011

Mes Cheres Grandparents ont Connu.

“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 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)