Sunday, 12 October 2014

What's my favourite place in the world?

     My favourite place in the world is home. 

     But what is home? Nature is home, my only fatherland.

     Is home a leafy, green and gleaming, golden forest?

    Is home a calm meadow, full of fresh, soft cheese aroma?

    Is home a mountainous wilderness, where red, yellow flowers grow among high grass?

    There, a melodic stream runs coming from the sweet winter snow, which covers the hillside.

    Yes, it is; they are. These places are home as well as many others that make us find ourselves.

Fear of...

Fear of nothing.

Why should we be afraid of anything?
Fears are developed complexes.

We don't really know what's the ground we step on:
just let's live without building invisible barriers.