Across the miles.

My Beloved Lotte,

Our hearts can rest now that we’ve found each other even while this unceasing energy roars through them. Your thoughtful letter sent with the beauty of Earth’s magical plants inside will always go with me and comfort my heart in your absence.



“Only love is motion and rest in one.

Our heart ever changes its place till it finds love, and then it has its rest.

But this rest itself is an intense form of activity

where utter quiescence and unceasing energy meet at the same point.”

– R. Tagore