The xirtaM

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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't know that it existed. I am well and truly obliged to you for letting me into your world and then making me a part of it.

I hope we had met earlier..in our more free time..I would have loved to be part of every minute of your life. I will make it up for the lost time. 

Stay close.

Love,

Neo

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