... Besides all hassles of daily
and sorrows that darken life
as lethal mists, who
happy with the vigorous beat of ALI
can stand to draw the serene clarity ...
... Happy is he who,
lasciatisi behind the cares and sorrows
weighing with their cargo on the foggy existence,
wing can soar to the strong light fields and serene;
one whose thoughts, like larks ,
dart freely into the morning sky;
who flies
life and easy to understand the language of flowers and silent things.
Charles Baudelaire
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