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They tell me in my wake:
They tell me in my wake: "You and the world you live in are just grains of sand on the endless shore of the endless sea." In my dream I tell them: "I am the boundless sea and all the worlds are just grains of sand on my shore."
We flee, wandering, the longing of creatures at sea for thousands of years until the wind in the woods guides us back to our words. And now we express our tomorrows using all of yesterdays' voices.
I once filled my hand with rage. Then I opened it. There was nothing there but sand. And I heard a song of exceeding sweetness
We flee, wandering, the longing of creatures at sea for thousands of years until the wind in the woods guides us back to our words. And now we express our tomorrows using all of yesterdays' voices.
I once filled my hand with rage. Then I opened it. There was nothing there but sand. And I heard a song of exceeding sweetness
Published 29th Aug 2020
| Edited 27th Apr 2023
Author's Note
Composed of a passage of Gibran, run through multiple translation engine iterations
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