Together we have sought the good odour of our life,
where the flowers of many colours are growing,
not only one colour, but many colours;
we can listen to many sounds, not only one;
we can dialogue with many traditions, not only one;
where we can dance and break down the great walls
that do not allow dance,
to expose ourselves to the Wind,
to the Spirit that ruffles our hair and our lives.
Ivona Gebara
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