We are so small we can barely be seen.
How can this great love be inside us?
Look at our eyes.
They are small, but they see wondrous things. -- Rumi
Look upward
where the white gull screams,
What does it see that we do not see?
Is that a star? or the lamp that gleams
On some outward voyaging argosy -
Aha! can it be
We have lived our lives
in a land of dreams
-- Oscar Wilde
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