And I woke up from the lethargy in which my conscience was asleep.
I found flavor in life, in those dreams that saddened me.
I looked at the color of that universe that my eyes could not see.
I found the meaning of the color of the flowers.
And I stopped envying, hating, criticizing.
I stopped inventing, slandering, and humiliating.
And I found peace to my sorrows, I did not know how but I did it.
I walked without looking where I was stepping, without knowing where I was stepping.
I knew that love was not me.
It was not my material life, it was not my body or my vanity.
Love was the whole universe, love was forgiveness.
It was letting go of everything that had kept me from progressing.
Love was in the affinity of all humanity.