The morning began with a dream

The morning began with a dream

от Елена Выродова -
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The morning began with a dream. I'm on a beautiful liner, my good friends are nearby, joy and fun are all around, overboard, the azure sea, the lapping of waves, the sun, the wind is developing my hair. I look at the sky, silently, absorbing the beauty of the world. The beauty of the harmony of the world. At that moment, the world became palpably different. It was as if everything turned up and I realized for a little bit what it was like to be just infinitely happy and at the same moment understand how everything works in this world. There was a feeling as if every cell in me glows, rings, sounds and resonates in unison with the universe.