Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
