The beauty of seasons change

I'm going at a fast pace. Cold windy evening, falling and instantly melting last snowflakes. The branches of the linden whisper up under the head, I hear my quiet steps, my heart calms down. After a busy day, once again I return to the calmness, though rather tired, slowly return to myself.

Gradually I dive into being here and now. It raises even deeper awareness, preventing you from getting lost in endless daily work and worries. Here is the real path almost under my feet without condemnation, without mercy, without anger, and lies. I look at the slippery snowflake on my coat and turn into small water drops. And I smile, truthfully, modestly but sincerely.

Maybe I am doing such walks not only from fatigue but also from the desire to see how the seasons change. When all the corners of the soul are emptied, when the inner peace follows my steps, it seems as if someone takes off the curtains of everyday life from my eyes, and they see so much unnoticed beauty that is always around.

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