For the sea that calls all things on to 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 mold
fain would I take with me all that is here but I cannot a voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings
alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun
ready am I to go and my eagerness with sails full set awaits the wind
only another breath will I breathe in this still air only another loving look cast backward
excerpts from memory of the prophet Kahil Gibran