In the early morning, wade into a blossoming cherry garden and feel the scent of spring in the air, enjoy the innocent clarity and peace of the morning, leisurely enjoying the delicate pattern of flowers on the background of the blue sky...
The moment when we stop from the daily rush and learn to feel, listening to the soft whispers of nature's breath, we are overwhelmed by the feeling that the whole world is talking to us, softly whispering the age-old words.... i love you...
The elusive oneness of the moment allows us to forget, gently close our eyes and indulge in dreams, believe in a miracle...
And one morning we wake up in our own dream, because for so long we have dreamed and passionately believed in a miracle, until it surprises us and our border between the world of dreams and reality has faded away....
We breathe in every moment, every ray of sunlight in a drop of morning dew and believe in a miracle...