Patience

There is a world waiting for you at the next crossroad.

Sometimes, when this world gets impatient it gives birth to all new kinds of birds and fish, just to make time pass a bit more conveniently.

At times it even considers a new cluster of shooting stars, one for each wish you would need a star to fulfill for you.

There are colors there which only shine in your imagination and scents that have existed solely in your mind.

One of these days music will be born there, just to sing the yearning for you all across this universe.

Once or twice this world had to change the course of fate, just to make sure you would be passing by the destined crossroad.

There is this whole world of awe awaiting you; to create it.