The xirtaM
Dear Morpheus, I write this to you, not to sing your praises nor to tell you how important you are to me, but to thank you for introducing me to your world. A world of pure, unadultred joy, with the spring sun in the morning sky, smooth zypher across my face when I am standing in a garden. There you are, swinging around, calling me to join you with the innocent laughter of yours. As I run towards you, I ask myself, what good did I do to get her and I tell myself again and again not to do anything that would make me lose you . As I reach the swings, I don't find you there. Instead, you are behind the swing. . ready for me to sit and to push me. I have never seen a more altruistic and more selfless person than you. I doubt I will see one. I never dreamed of this. I never asked for this. I never wanted to be so frivolous and carefree as you taught me. In fact, I remained oblivious to this kind of world. You can even say that I didn...