You ask me, my brother, when will man reach perfection. Hear my answer:
Man approaches perfection when he feels that he is:
An infinite space and a sea without a shore An everlasting fire An unquenchable light A calm wind or a raging tempest A thundering sky or a rainy heaven A singing rook or a wailing rivulet A tree abloom in Spring or a naked sapling in Autumn A rising mountain or a descending valley A fertile plain or a desert A child dependent upon his mother A father responsible for his family A youth lost in love An ancient wrestling against his past A worshipper in his temple A criminal in his prison A scholar amidst his parchments An ignorant soul stumbling between the darkness of the
night and the obscurity of his day A nun suffering between the flowers of her faith and
the thistles of her loneliness A prostitute caught between the fangs of her
weakness and the claws of her needs A poor man trapped hbetween his bitterness and his
submission A rich man between his greed and his conscience A poet between the mist of his twilight and the
rays of his dawn
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