The people of the world are limbs from one body,
sharing one essence.
When a single limb is oppressed,
all the others suffer agony.
~ Sa'adi of Shiraz
We give them back to you, dear God,
Who gavest them to us.
Yet as Thou didst not lose them in giving,
So we have not lost them by their return.
For what is thine is ours always, if we are thine.
And life is eternal and love is immortal,
And death is only a horizon,
And a horizon is nothing more
Than the limit of our sight.