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Shall the day of parting be the day of gathering?
Suffer not yet our eyes to hunger for your face.
And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
Surely he who is worthy to receive his days and his nights is worthy of all else from you.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.