Zoltan Gati
1963-2003

aka Zoltan Jeno Gatti
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* The Ascending* Tear and Smile ( Kahlil Gibran )

I have passed a mountain peak and my soul is soaring in the
Firmament of complete and unbound freedom;
I am far, far away, my companions, and the clouds are
Hiding the hills from my eyes.
The valleys are becoming flooded with an ocean of silence, and the
Hands of oblivion are engulfing the roads and the houses;
The prairies and fields are disappearing behind a white specter
That looks like the spring cloud, yellow as the candlelight
And red as the twilight.
The songs of the waves and the hymns of the streams
Are scattered, and the voices of the throngs reduced to silence;
And I can hear naught but the music of Eternity
In exact harmony with the spirit's desires.
I am cloaked in full whiteness;
I am in comfort; I am in peace.
Zoltan Gati with Anya mother,JoAnna Hartman

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**To My Beloved Lana**

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the
multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow
from my every part turn into laughter.
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding of life's secrets
and hidden things. A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart; a smile to be a sign of
my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I lived
weary and dispairing.

I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the depths of my
spirit, for I have seen those who are satisfied the most wretched of
people. I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and longing, and it
is sweeter than the sweetest melody.

With evening's coming the flower folds her petals and sleeps, embracing her longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
the sun's kiss.

The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come together and are a
cloud.

And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys until it meets the
gentle breeze, then falls weeping to the fields and joins with the
brooks and rivers to return to the sea, it's home.

The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.

And so does the spirit become separated from the greater spirit to
move in the world of matter and pass as a cloud over the mountain of
sorrow and the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death and return
whence it came.

To the ocean of Love and Beauty - to God.
Kahlil Gibran * A Tear and a Smile* 1931

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