when submerged in the universal language, is easy understand that there is always one person in the world that awaits another, either in the desert or in half of the city.
and when they are crossed, all the past and the future lost its importance completely. and then there is only one certainty that all the things under the sun were written by the same hand.
the hand that awakens love, and he made a soul mate for each person who works, rests and seeks treasures under the sun.
(Paulo Coelho)
