Writing is not a gift. Writing is an escape, perhaps an art; A gift is being able to see, but for that to happen you just need to not poke your eyes out!
It is an absolute perfection, one would say divine, to know how to loyally enjoy our being.
Michel de Montaigne
Love climbs steps, from body to spirit.
Plato
And you will warn them from me. - Ezekiel 3:17
Ezekiel
On a moonless night, the black sea offers itself in foam
Eugénia Tabosa
The Lord is my flag. - Exodus 17:15
Exodus