Quote by Kahlil Gibran

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.And when you have reached the mountaintop,then you shall begin to climb.And when the earth shal claim your limbs,then shall you truly dance.

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to

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This quote, by Kahlil Gibran, explores the idea of death as a transformative and freeing experience. It suggests that dying is akin to shedding all inhibitions and being exposed to the elements, allowing oneself to merge and dissolve into something greater, represented by the wind and the sun. Ceasing to breathe is portrayed as a release, setting the breath free from its earthly constraints to seek a deeper connection with the divine. The quote asserts that only in silence can one find their true voice and purpose. Ultimately, it highlights the cyclical nature of life and death, emphasizing the notion that death is not an end, but a beginning of another spiritual journey.

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