and then, the spring came. slowly penetrating every snowdrift, melting and washing away frozen dirt from the face of the earth, the sun spoke to me - live! develope, become a sunbeam, bring light, dig your heart from the sand. i felt, that larvaes, gnawing my memories, become butterflies and fly away, darkness melts and fullfills with light.
the world stayed the same. people haven't got more joy and love. renaissance of fractured souls haven't came to reality. but now i'am sure, it is always here, inside of me - an inmost sun.
elfh