Never felt this way. Never heard the blossoms singing something endless like poems to us. Never saw that the clouds were shining, even when they are grey and transmit tenderly sadness. Never smelt my own skin like the gone golden years of my current youth. Never closed my eyes and trusted this way. Never had such a huge secret, that even I refuse to know. Never, but never felt my heart beat in such a balanced rythm, with deeply sureness and consiousness. Never ever touched someone´s soul and felt setting apart something very great from eachother. But today I feel. It is not a passion, it is not a disregard, It is a condition I just got to know. It is the way someone not only stares into something, but perceives the essence of this picture. And all this pictures completed eachother with one frankly regard of mine.
