Living and Dying
The child looked at the sky as trying to understand its meaning, dimension , depth . He had heard some stories , some happy and others sad . The happy ones said that the inhabitants of heaven were always joyful , as if the celebration would last forever . But he had also heard that heaven is the place where men finally go and that there are regions of peace and brotherhood but also regions of great silence and abandonment . And the child , becoming enthusiastic wanted to ask and in fact , he did , but a clear answer he did not hear . And then , moving away from the noise around him , he came to a cliff and from there he could contemplate the sea and in an instant he discovered that far away , in the horizon , sea and sky would mix as becoming only one.
The child looked at the sky as trying to understand its meaning, dimension , depth . He had heard some stories , some happy and others sad . The happy ones said that the inhabitants of heaven were always joyful , as if the celebration would last forever . But he had also heard that heaven is the place where men finally go and that there are regions of peace and brotherhood but also regions of great silence and abandonment . And the child , becoming enthusiastic wanted to ask and in fact , he did , but a clear answer he did not hear . And then , moving away from the noise around him , he came to a cliff and from there he could contemplate the sea and in an instant he discovered that far away , in the horizon , sea and sky would mix as becoming only one.
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