His advanced age, his wounds, his chains...'Albanian'', he inquired. 'Why do you fightwhen you could live differently?''Because, Padishah', replied the prisoner,'Every man has a piece of sky in his breastand in it flies a swallow'.[Sultan Murat and the Albanian,Fatos Arapi (b. 1930)]to the mountains, at last, to breathe.a cracking of icebergs. even if they reappear constantly.let them. & let us soar high, high beyond them.