Terwijl we wachten
- Imke
- 21 feb 2018
- 1 minuten om te lezen
Bijgewerkt op: 1 aug 2020
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(...)For even as you have home-comings in your twilight, so has the wanderer in you, the ever distant and alone.
Your house is your larger body. It grows in the sun and sleeps in the stillness of the night; and it is not dreamless.
Does not your house dream? And dreaming, leave the city for grove or hill-top?"
Kahlil Gibran
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