on a bare mountain ordeal, clear water and ancient olive trees ...
(F. Garcia Lorca)
and the pure and warm blue
spills on the campaign resting
(F. Tjutcev)
... are designed to meet
for all who walk similar paths.
(R. Tagore)
The light does not leave his footprints in the sky;
can walk, and this is eternal
.
R. Tagore)
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