At some moment I did answer "Yes" to someone or something. And from that hour on I was certain that existence is meaningful.
Dag HammarskjoldHumility before the flower at the timber line is the gate which gives access to the path up the open fell.
Dag HammarskjoldSo rests the sky against the earth. The dark still tarn in the lap of the forest. As a husband embraces his wife's body in faithful tenderness, so the bare ground and trees are embraced by the still, high, light of the morning. I feel an ache of longing to share in this embrace, to be united and absorbed. A longing like carnal desire, but directed towards earth, water, sky, and returned by the whispers of the trees, the fragrance of the soil, the caresses of the wind, the embrace of water and light. Content? No, no, no - but refreshed, rested - while waiting.
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