"Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
And he raised his head and looked upon
the people, and there fell a stillness upon them.
And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to
him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north winds lay waste the garden.
excerpt from Kahlil Gibran's The Prophet
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