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In those days,
we finally chose to walk like giants & hold the world in arms grown strong with love - StoryPeople

Then Orpheus pursued his lonely way
Upward into the world, and a strange glory
Shone from his face. The trees, when he would play,
Were moved, and roses wept to hear his story.

It’s Orpheus in the wind. His music grieves
The moon. He tells the water of his loss.
And all the birds are silent, and the leaves
Of summer in that music sigh and toss.

— from “Orpheus in the Underworld” by Louis Simpson

The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live.
—Auguste Rodin (via portionsofeternity)

(Source: benignjamin, via portionsofeternity)