It was about the middle of September, and I was far from home.
I had just finished reading a book and was gazing out of my window. At the same time, I was gazing at and listening to my soul reflected in the mirror of creative contemplation.
My soul spoke: "Very little is needed to make a happy life. Just a little piece of beauty can turn a heavy heart from sighs to songs. It has everything to do with one's inner self; with one's way of thinking and seeing."