Rise up from the ashes of time. See glory around the next corner. Believe in good, hear your most inner voice, the one that can calm you, the one that made you feel alive for the very first time. Shut your eyes and the noises, fly to a place in the sky, where the flowers are of the colors you like, where women and children laughter, where the wine is holy and the air is bliss. Leave all those worries behind, feel alive in the tenderness of being close to our source, the factory of very first breaths, feel the universe around you, breathing, expanding, benevolent, not asking anything in return, but your grace.