so to say, it's most common, the most extraordinary, but the simplest of all. it can't be described. happiness has no words. it merely has a sound, a taste, a smell, a feel to it, and a form that is not visible, but it's inside you. it's the sunlight on your skin, the leaves fluttering in the wind, and it's the warmth that fills up your heart and soul like a burning fire - or like the glowing sun. it feels as though it lasts forever, from now on, it's ever-lasting. it came to your heart to stay, but you know that it will flee away just as sudden as it at come, that it will run out of your fingers and you'll not understand. eventually, it is like the sun completely. you know it will always come back to you one moment, this moment you'll lever look for you, but deep down in your heart, wish for. deep down in your heart, it's always present, somewhere it lingers ... sometimes it shines for days, it goes and comes as it wants, and sometimes the gloomiest clouds cover up what once used to be so powerful, and you are not seeing it for days, yes, almost decades.
but you ... you always have the assurance that it will come back. you do.
simone sent me the most beautiful letter on infinity, and as I read it on saturday night, infinity started for me.