Sunday, March 28, 2010


...Raaaél and Tarania at the cliff of Konsac Rachté.

When I was a young girl, we went for a walk in the forrest  a Midsummer night.  At dawn we got to the lake  and In the first light of the Sun  I saw that the trees were full of something that looked like big  oval pearls , climbing up...

Years later,  studying,  I came over an old text, saying  that   soul sparkles rize from underground at dawn,  searching life

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