|"There, above the mist,|
through the cacophony;
a clear voice tries to pierce the darkness of the night."
|View my:||Have you ever noticed that stairs can take you either up or down? |
It's all in the perspective of the individual.
Sometimes I go down, at sleepytime; then I rise like a bird as the rays of the first days touch the sky.
Up, up the stairs ... to wherever they may take me.