Signature

O life played so tricks with me, holding my hands near to bliss pushed me to the abyss of despair. All the accounts of you, I threw in trash-bin! Losing hope in living, loving, in friendship, even I hated walking on the same path explored by men, one day- - - - - - - - I awoke with the touch of air, stirring my hair, calling me to rise to see the horizon.... Away, away, from the zone of the weary way of dust and rust, I reached to a place close to nature. There I found Her in childhood surprise. The reddened blue in half circle and with an endless line (which seemed to be one with the infinity) of greens, top of their heads glistened by the gold soaked in red, broke the shackles of my captivated gloom. Pleasure unfurled its wings with unbound joy! I bowed my head, and burst into tear. There, there I discovered Her Signature, in the sky, on the verge of horizon, in meadows and in air, I got Her touch, at last, I found Her signature!