Tánc / Dance

We may see a flower, a life like this: The flower grows toward the sun. It has to fight for the sunshine. It is constantly in motion and it is like a dance. The flower is the most colorful when it is blooming. This force is living in each core. Then it has gold, sun’s color. Slowly, it bows down before its creator, the God at the end of its life, its dance. (In the turbulent times there is always a helping hand.)