He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed.īut maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language.īecause, when you know that language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city.Īnd when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. The omen he had sought to find with his sheep and in his books, in the crystals and in the silence of the desert.
She smiled, and that was certainly an omen - the omen he had been awaiting, without even knowing he was, for all his life. Something that exerted the same force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs here at the well. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. The language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart.
When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke. The boy approached her to ask about the alchemist.Īt that moment, it seemed to him that time stood still, and the Soul of the World surged within him. She had a vessel on her shoulder, and her head was covered by a veil, but her face was uncovered. Finally, a young woman approached who was not dressed in black.
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