Can you?

In my far-away land beautiful snowdrops were covered with snow. I came into this village and realized how much it lives inside of me. There is no other story - it is just this eternity and the rustle of my sea.
And I was wondering - can you see the same sky even if not with me?
And then I was thinking - what do I mean by that? The sky is never the same.. Even not for me..

I have been missing spring. Tremendously. Being almost angry at all the beautiful snowflakes slowly coming down and landing in my reality. I have been missing sunshine, green grass and the beauty of warm summer wind. Missing so many things and having so much of what I've been longing for while living in Asia..
But somehow I went out of the door and straight into the forest.. and right there in the midst of all the unspoken words and unbearable cold I noticed the beauty of unfulfilled dreams. Cause we dream. And then we try to live. And we can't get it...
..until we touch it.
And we see.
That life
actually
is
a dream.

By default.

Then everything becomes the beauty. Even our lonely nights and broken childhoods.
And suddenly you find something lost in between the green grass and big, beautiful snowflakes.
Do you think you can touch the beauty?
I touched the sand.
And it is never the same....