On Moving Away

Member Curated (March, 2022)

On moving away:

"It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands.

"Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.

"Yet I cannot tarry longer.

"The sea that calls all things unto her calls me, and I must embark.

"For to stay, though the hours burn in the night, is to freeze and crystallize and be bound in a mould.

"Fain would I take with me all that is here. But how shall I?

"A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether.

"And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun." — Kahlil Gibran; The Prophet, p. 4-5


Evan M. Cohen


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