At 6 o’clock in the morning when loneliness stalks you,
visit your garden, listen to the whisper of the branches.
See how green the grass looks at the other side of your body.
Watch the cloud worshiping the bright orange hue in the sky,
see how everything in the nature is neatly arranged,
so individualistic, so alone, yet so much in order and friendship.

Any time of this day, when loneliness stalks you,
scatter your worries over the grave of your stories,
live with the bees, eat some honey, chase a butterfly, raise one.
And sometimes just run faster than the wind. Try it once more.

The nature is too full of love to make you alone.



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