Innocent girl and boy alike radiating Love under the porch on the farm

They play it with innocence that makes all the difference which reminds sweetness of the first love: the scene  which resonates within all hearts. A scene of a cool young people who suites perfectly for each other and that windy and bright spring day on the farm, surrounded by the bursting trees: apple, pear, oaks and maples.
 
They are standing under the porch, busy with talking about  life, learning each other with passion (it was more than a year ago since last time they  met) knowing nothing about  the story of  the Reborn: In the wind, in the tree, in the black earth, in the sound of the overflowing waters call them selfs are the One. They stand under the porch feeling no hunger, nor cold, no time.
 
The sky is bottomless and the moon is fool of light, which makes soft shadows under the porch where they are. There is a picture of candle lights in a distant  grave yard  too - the sea  of yellow, green, red and purple twinkling lights. The Queen of the Forest is whispering  a prayer of  protection for them and bottomless sky is full of angels, the moonlight over the fields, the see of the candle lights - all and everyone accompany it...
 
The moment of complete unity with life happening - so much intense it is... they can  not stand it without fear and fear brings them down. So did as those who live beside the ocean, who does not need to prise its beauty, while they are a part of the scene. Alike those who born being a  part of the forest  rarely walk to the woods for no reason - they take the freshness of the air for granted and leave in search for more.
 
The seeking lasts till there is no life sensed at all. And the seeker becomes observer. The river of life takes the passenger to its flow and carry away  with the heart broken and the pitiful eyes with the reflection of a single question: “what is the reason for suffering? ”. The“bottom”of search it  may be called. It may last for hours, days, weeks or years. During which there is no reason to act,  nor stimulus, nor passion, just a state alike being dead within the body,  which commands: ”rest”, “eat”, “work”, “propagate”...
 
When the one comes back to  within, illusions are seen clearly as the ego attempts to approve itself. Under that “porch” of pain, heart tenders and  the miracle is ready to happen. There needs to be trigger for judgment and fear to be released and transformed in to the new joy of love and light upon arriving into the New Born Self.