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Indigo

It was a calm summer night. Minutes were slowly trickling down from the branches of the trees and stood still at the tips of the leaves. Steppe Lion made a cup of strong coffee not to fall asleep. He took a sip and got absorbed into his thoughts. It seemed that the whole world stood still and only a lively light of the candle reflected in his fixed eyes. Steppe Lion recalled his dream.

He had changed a lot since their parting. Now he was not that dreamy youth looking for his Fairy in the crowd of passersby. Now his eyes had the sapphire depth. People’s anger and annoyance sank in his eyes. He was burning people’s sorrows in his heart. Everyone found comfort and peace with his help.

Once he saw Her again in his dream. Certainly it was just a dream. But anyway it was strange that she remained the same young, that her laugh was ringing the same way, that her eyes were the same golden stars under the bushy eyelashes. She did not say anything, just looked at him smiling.

He said, “Hello, my Sunlight! I don’t see you quite often lately. But when I do, I cannot devote myself to the service of other people whole heartedly for some time. Rare minutes of our meetings come back to my memory. And your image pushes other people into the background. I come to these people and bring them the sparkles of our Flame. And this chalice should be clean. Only in this case the things we are keeping in it make sense. The love to God in my heart exceeds the limits of mankind. And today I ask you – let your image not prevent me from discerning the God in every passerby and giving him the warmth of my heart. You know, we are the single whole. The further we are from each other, the more worlds get into the sphere of our unity…”

Tiny Fairy nodded in silence. Her image was melting slowly. “My God, what am I doing?” Steppe Lion wanted to cry, but the words stuck in his throat and he only nodded goodbye. But there was so much Love, so much Light and so much Gratitude in his look! And in the whole world there were not people dearer to each other than that couple, who won the time, the space and themselves…

Every day, every minute we make our choice. When you make it, do not forget about your way and about those who are going next to you.