Love.

There is always someone in the world
waiting for someone else,
whether in the middle of the desert
or in the heart of some big city.

And when these two people’s paths cross and their eyes meet,
the whole of the past and the whole of the future lose all importance,
and there only exists that moment
and that incredible certainty that everything under the Sun
was written by the very same Hand.

The Hand that awakens Love and creates a sister soul
for everyone who works,
rests and seeks treasures under the Sun.

Were it not for this,
the dreams of the human race would make no sense.


from "The Magic Instant" - Warrior of Light by Paulo Coelho