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Despite poverty the beauty of the people impresses as the human beings and the landscape do. It is the simplicity going up to the breath that there is humanity with its hands and feet.

The grace of the beauty is unveiled that gait and body convey the direct impression. Views and movements are charming you that the heart is opening in front of its simplicity.

In the magnificence of sunrises and sunsets you start getting amazed what your eyes are viewing. The nature is the great master over day and night, you have to bow before that life demands from you.

Hands and feet, you lifting and carrying, heavy are the weights which have to be moved. Days and nights of silence and knocking, open you to the widths of desert and wind.

Long ways are behind you, the others are still waiting for you that you take them with the equanimity of habit, because without this balance you will not make the way.

The silence of pride lies in its size and beauty like to be seen, and no one should pass them apathetically. No one should pass by them carelessly.