The speck of dust and the sky, you are both
Wisdom tells us we are not worthy; Love tells us we are. My life flows between the two.
Kindly do not take these words to mean that wisdom and love are mutually exclusive. They are not. He is talking of the last dichotomy we live in. And that dichotomy is the difference, separation between our fact and our destiny, our life and our destiny, our periphery…