And now that he sleeps, I find the time and unescapable desire to reflect in thine bestowed magnificence.
It's almost incomprehensible, for a machine to understand, as the smile almost twitches and certainly crafts my face, for such silent, shy and tiny little creature to exist.
But it's not about the size, it's about Life.
And I'd never felt as surronded by, through, with Life.
All computers, books, clothes, foods, they stare at three of us, wondering, envying, but remaining always static.
Living is a singularity on space and time.
Life, if small or big, yellow or purple, quiet or funny, speaks louder.
Life always entices, amazes, embraces and dwarfs any Thing.
And that's why I'm gleaming, twinkling, flying.
For two decades, it was hard, almost impossible, to distinguish myself from a thing.
I had the wish, praying, craving, trying to embrace a tiny spot of Life, yet all I could find was the lonely, sharp, cold air.
In a dark night, She gave me a tiny fragment of that. And little by little, we gave each other little pieces of lives, colors, hope and light.
And today, being given such pure, genuine, beautiful Life, yet another big part of my heart was opened.
And, with that, I just know it.
I know how much you love me.
I know how much I love you.
I know how much we are blessed.
I know we can free each other.
I know how far we can fly.
I know we can do it all.
I know we are just getting started.
I know we will never going to stop.