Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

- Khalil Gibran

I really like this picture. It was taken by a good friend of mine from Chillicothe, Ohio. I wonder where he got the guts to hang out on that lonely graveyard that early...and foggy in the morning. Not a soul around. Not the visible ones at least.