Probably you never thought on the transparency of the snow... Perhaps, the singing of your wanderings was just there, latent... as the pools after the storm waiting for the sunshine to fuse with Eternity...
Then, the majestic of solitude became golden pieces of a heart moulded by the dreams of a soul so many existences waiting for the perfect dawn...
The warmth in your spirit heated up the entire universe... You saw the light and after that, there were just flowers in a waste land not long ago...
You can say it was angels, probable muses, or maybe a conspiracy of Gods... who knows if the only responsible was yourself... better to say you boldness, your perseverant inclination to lost causes...
A soft breeze caresses everything, even the forgotten ones... even the taciturn squares with sighs of refused lovers in love...
A blessing straight from you fears that at last vanished not to come back anymore...
The magic exists... you know that now... Magic is there... around... for everybody... for everyone...
Somewhere there is a gray epitaph: "Believe, my friend".
That´s my message for you: just believe. The real life, is hidden from you eyes. The real existence is within, inside...
Do you feel it? Do you?... Just listen with your illusions... plunge into your daydreams... get the port of your goodbyes, and just let yourself flow...
You see... Spring is coming... the rain will do the rest...
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