After the storm, nature looks like Venus emerging from the bath. The meadows smell dew at dawn, and the sun sends its first down rays on the earth. I am already awake and alive to the present, even today: what is more important, what is more valuable, where to look for something better than to rely on nature, where tragedies do not last forever, where everything is new again every day. I will be 70 years old in a few days, but I feel fresh, vital, clean, full of life force, and light every day. What more could one want?
