Only by Going Too Far

There is a sentiment of which is the potent seed of mysticism. It is a time when you stand in a new cycle and your vitality bursts. As a raw emotion of love, that is the joy of your dreams coming true and the elusive feeling of the beginning like that your ideal turned into a reality makes you a little scary.

It is sublimed through delightful contacts of your senses by the external world every minute and takes you another side before you know it as beauteous as the splendour of lightening goes from the spring wind.