Relationships can seethe, roll, recede and be reborn each time as a new one.
And they can start from a quiet stream, to which a tired traveler will come late in the evening to drink water and relax.
Then their smoothness and tranquility will be a reward and a long-awaited peace.
The fight of dragons or the timidity of quivering fallow deer - everyone chooses for himself.
Everyone splashes out and gives to the other what he can.
What he should. What he sees fit.
And only where it is really needed, the most important thing can turn out.
And whether it will be a twisted nest high in the mountains, which will be securely hidden under the clouds, or a soft bedding in a pine forest near a mountain lake - it's up to us to decide.
Who cares what. Who likes what.
Who is ready to become the one whom he saw in a dream. About whom he thought.
And who eventually set free from himself.
With the only desire to be captured by an equal.
To find integrity. To find yourself.
And to stay in eternity.
Nothing new. The usual desire to be happy.
I wish everyone happiness.