Prelude to Freedom

Opis

“Your name resounds in the distant sky. Time, begun almost unwittingly, seeks the meaning of life — among tears, at the border between sorrow and freedom. I heard, somewhere along the way, your prayer — stripped of ornate epithets. I walked straight, along the roadside I had chosen, though the dream was far too distant. I try to understand your distaste — a silence so extravagant that the future might deserve a memory”.