So I told her about the strawberry growing on a terrace, the bird taking a sip of water, the moon veiled by a multicolored cloud, the child smiling…
Ah…,” he says, “you’re right. But what about man? Everything you’re talking about is the work of God, not man.
It’s the man who has the eyes to see the beauty of the world and be inspired by it,” I replied. And it’s because the world has its dark sides, that we must turn our eyes to every spark of beauty that nature brings.
We exchanged a few more words, then the man smiled and said to me: “With those evocative words, you’ve succeeded in calming me down. Thank you, because I’d never have thought it possible, I was so out of my mind.
Then we went our separate ways.