Deze is voor acht, van één.

‘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?’

‘A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and another woman shall bear me.’

Uit: The Prophet van Kahlil Gibran