“He knew that when he kissed this girl, and forever wed his unutterable visions to her perishable breath, his mind would never romp again like the mind of God. So he waited, listening for a moment longer to the tuning-fork that had been struck upon a star. Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.”—
INSTANT REBLOG doesn’t quite get how fast I reblog this every time I see it
Hear the first note = reblog.
REBLOG EVERYTIME. WITHOUT HESITATION.
I was at an art museum and I heard this. And I wandered to the source… a little door that led to a balcony in a theater… it was a rehearsal. I don’t know what group it was, but it was a quality symphonic orchestra.
I saw the comments and knew what it was before I pressed play.
First note= Reblog
Read comments= I FEEL THE EXACT SAME
I couldnt instant reblog because I was too busy crying my eyes out.