I looked up

at the blue sky and its clouds spread across it and saw written there for me, I am Alive! I am here! It 

is now! I closed my eyes and sheltered in such love and when I opened them the sky had grown 

blank, pure whiteness. A moment had come and I had seen.  

How can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their own pride?
K Gibran