Cloud is a river that travels through the sky. On one part of that river are stars on the other, you my city. River coast in the sky is your dream, while the coast of river Drava is your love. You hug river Drava with your hugs and you hug the stars with your beauty.

When the night is filled with the stars it is beautiful for the romance, while the full moon attracts mystery. Bad weather is looking for adventurer while the quiet and calmed night is open for the travelers. When it is foggy, it asks us to adjust to it. The experience that we get from such a night force us to breath faster and to coordinate our heart beats in a time of melody of rhythm. The night like that keeps our sense for hearing active and open. Each absorbing makes being richer.

What happened if we call Chronos and he switches hands? How do we act in that battle? Our effort is loosing when we come in touch with real battle, it receives not wanted course. We run for better times where we will find hope for ourselves and where we will try to show who we were. We will remember the loneliness, which we once belonged to like an inspiration.

In a touch of reality and dreams, you can meet us often in a time that flies away, my city. We are strollers on your street. We are finding our fears and inside peace. Is that good? I don’t think so, even though we are sometimes turned to ourselves. But what else we can do, in a fight for food, nice home and peace for our kids? What makes us happy and satisfied? The time is flying, and the time that we have for our selves needs to be compensated. Seconds and years come to us like in a moment, we need to use it, and sometimes we are not ready for it.

Thoughts wide open in a sky are talking highly about their purpose, because it takes us there where we don’t belong. There are seldom people that recognize their feelings. Their world from beginning is turned to the fake needs, pleasures, where the beginning and end is at the same place. Our first step is very important. With that step we move into the world which is offered to us in its own beauty. On that way of experience our thoughts are moving us; feelings are giving us the strength and the beauty.

The breathing that we start from a depth is in us. As we are more honest the breathing starts to be heavier. The easiest way is to give in to everything a little bit. I allow monotony to adopt us, because till then we did not fly. We barely learned how to walk, but thanks to love and understanding today we fly for sure. We fly into a New Year. Filled out with our expectation and hope.

Each front leading is a drop of sweat, which we will remember and respect. All these drops till now, we watched as experience. All shapes are familiar to us. For us, that is not just an amount of pile, confused and tired.

While we were watching old pictures we took senility of time from us. We started to collect valuable details. Before we did not notice them. It helps us when we build the knowledge about us, about everyone that is with you.

I realized who you are, and who I belong to. Even though sometimes I would think what I can do to change my self, for me to stop the sun should show up many times on the horizon, so I can look behind me and forever move the other way. With my first new steps in this year, the world that I am watching is different. We are moving on. You and me with the world in us, because there is always something not familiar to us. Something that challenges our reflection.

Happy New Year 2006!