Myself and my ecstasy, lost together in this domain of snow, where the wind caresses me and the trees embrace the cold. The dead leaves swirl around, navigating on the currents, carried by the wind to another domain of life. And in this moment, I feel the urge to go somewhere beyond, to a place where the world sings a different song.
My friend, take my hand. Let us venture to another world, one that lies beyond the limits of these eyes. Let us travel to a place where the sun always shines at the dawn of morning glory, where the melody of cascading waters fills the air, and the hazel pearls of sunlight dance in the sky. Let us go to that magical world where the cuckoo joins in the heavenly carols, and where the moon laughs at the lonely benches beneath it, casting its glow over the earth.
Let us return to the old fountain, to the place where memories linger, and play with the ebbs and flows of the sea under the blue moon. Let us run alongside the budding flowers on the hills, letting the dew on the vales refresh our souls, washing away all that binds us to the mundane.
Let us go to the place where the first ray of dawn breaks the night’s silence, where the fragrant breezes of the earth carry us away. Let us go, once again, to the world beyond these eyes.