In this world there is always one person waiting for another, be it in the middle of the desert, or in the middle of a big city. And when those two people pass each other and their eyes meet, past and future lose all importance and the only thing that exists is that moment and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun was written by the same hand, the hand that awakens Love, and that makes a twin soul for everyone who works, rests, and sees treasure under the sun. Without this our human dreams would make no sense. ~Maktub~* IT WAS WRITTEN*
