Today, I'm looking for a way, to place one.

Place, to which I walk or by car, I detect a quiet one, snow white, beauty, like that of The Rhodopes.

Place, whereupon I find peace in an instant, in the harmony of silence.

Place, on which dancing snowflakes, reflect the light in beautiful prisms.

The place is here, high, up, in the mountains or in myself, in myself…