The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.
~ Rabindinath Tagore
Fold your wings, my soul,
those wings you had spread wide to soar
to the terrestrial peaks where light is
most ardent: it is for you to simply waith
the descent of the Fire —
supposing it to be willing to take possession of you.