Each day is born with a sunrise
and ends in a sunset, the same way we
open our eyes to see the light,
and close them to hear the dark.
You have no control over
how your story begins or ends.
But by now, you should know that
all things have an ending.
Every spark returns to darkness.
Every sound returns to silence.
And every flower returns to sleep
with the earth.
The journey of the sun
and moon is predictable.
is your ultimate
~ Suzy Kassem
“…like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free…”
~ Leonard Cohen
What sound would you like to hear in paradise?
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