On the other side of this desert could be an oasis. She says this as she is running. and I am thinking on the other side of the earth is the sun. Light refracts when there is rain left in the air. A flag moves in the wind. Ideas are born from speaking, revolutionary ideas. Freedom is won Her hand is so small, as small as the world it is almost lost in mine, like the voice of a child or our eyes to the night sky. I ask her if one day we will know peace and she says she knows peace, it fills our hearts even if some hearts may forget. That is why we keep on running.
We keep on running ....we surely do.
Well put Marc .