Gala bunga matahari

Sometimes you want to believe that those who are no longer with us are still somewhere nearby - just on a different frequency. That they can pop in for a moment: become a ray of sunshine on the windowsill, the scent of a blossoming tree, or a sunflower that suddenly blooms in the middle of autumn. The world suddenly freezes, and it seems as if you can hear someone whispering warmly, ‘Everything is fine. Live, laugh.’ And at that moment, your heart takes a deep breath - because the sadness becomes less sharp, and the memory - almost bright.