For the power to break the land was in fire, but fire wouldn’t come.
And the power to kill the fire was in water, and water wouldn’t come. And the power
to lap water was in wind but wind wouldn’t come.
The power to suck wind was on earth, but earth wouldn’t do it. To be discouraged was to lose the essence of life – dream.
To give up was to resign to the tragic power of fate.
“Tell me, is there anything impossible?” I ask myself.
But there are no rules in dream. That was why anything can happen.
It can be stretched even to the farthest of the horizon. Am I dreaming?
Was it real? That the unsaid was often important was one absolute truth.
The thought of a man was what made him.
“I can do it. I can make it, if only I believe,” I said to myself.