Party of wind

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- When you sit as now, do you think about?
- Now? I’m don’t think now, I simply hope.
- I asked, therefore you are similar alive expectation. Interestingly, what it is possible to wait so clarified?
- I look clarified?
- Very much! You are full contrast to this early winter darkness.
- Yes? But I feel myself very harmonic and with evening and with darkness. All that now surrounds me, are corresponds to me! me. It is bright me. I hear noise from the computer, but it seems to me, I hear a sound of a far windmill. It is pleasant noise, monotonous, but not tiresome.
- You dream under this sound?
- I do not know … but it is a good background for hope.
- And what you now would want? Think, may be I can carry out it?
- Well. I’ll attention .
- Do not worry, think easy. I am  leisurely.
- Thanks … Are you here?
- Here, and I look at you. Well, that what to me execute for you?
- I has not thought up yet. And give all over again I shall execute! may be not real, but vitality.
- ok I agree! Only I want to give you both real, and desired. That can be a particle of your hope.
- I’ll wait!
- I am glad!
- I have thought. I shall execute an impromptu. It will be simple, as a breath and an exhalation. Prepare, I start.

The Girl ran and ran and ran … ran so quickly and so easily! Seemed,
She only slightly touch legs of the ground, then - only, that to not lose delightful feeling of run. The air golden dress to sway, as a mantel fantastic fish, wich playing In transparent streams, and blond silk hair lapped on her ohra colors to shoulders.
The Girl rushed to vision similar!
Time from time she das turned, not slowing down speed, turned to drop one's eyelid … And again: widely having opened owns emerald green eyes, rush forward.    The Girl did not escape from anybody, caught up with nobody, she so to live, a life in beauty and pleasures of movement.
How many this continued this aspiration? Whence сame forces?
At last. The girl has slowed down run, turned smooth and to squat
She is not tired, she has simply landed
- Who you? - has heard the Girl above itself a question and has lifted a head.
- The Girl! - having thrown up eyes answered she to to stand above her the young man.
- I saw, how you ran! I saw, how you were turned! are You the ballerina?
- Yes, I’m the ballerina, and I did not run, I danced! I danced a party of a wind.
- I saw! I saw! It was a May wind, a magic wind of spring! You are tired?
- No, I am not tired, I have become silent.
- I too want to be a wind, I too want so to run and to be turned!
- Well, so run and turned!
- You think, it to turn out at me!?
- At you will be your wind!
- But I want to take you on my hands and to run with you!
- You can run with me and to be a wind?
- Yes, I shall be an inspired, unrestrained wind, and you will be a bouquet of fresh grasses in my hands, at you green eyes.
- Well, I shall be a bouquet of the first grasses in your hands. - the Girl has risen on toes and was pulled to the young man.
When he has lifted her, the Girl has twisted with hands his neck, and of them eyes have met close, close.
Having seen enough. Against each other. They have happily burst out laughing.
- We run? - he has asked.
- We run! - the girl has joyfully exclaimed.
And the young man has rushed off!
His foots hardly concerned the ground, as if only to not lose feeling of run.
The young man flied, similarly to the white bird, rushing above midday - sparkling a smooth of water surface, He flied similarly to a solar wind bearing(carrying) a golden cloud. And when he started to be turned, the Girl threw back a head and sonorously laughed, repeating - We fly, we fly, as a wind!

- Nooooooooo, we not as the wind, - echoed he to her, - we the wind … we a wind …
And they flied!
They flied and flied … up to the end of their life.

- On it I shall stop. Why you are silent?
- I have grown dumb.
- You have learned(have found out) me!?
- And I have learned(have found out) myself … I is confused …
- I too.
- It is possible, I shall keep silent, I feel, as you need time.
- Yes … I have had a rest. I have come to the senses. You here?
- Here I, here!
- Soon midnight. Midnight this time of connection of a matter and spirit! Midnight is time of data not reduced.
- As interestingly you think!
- But midnight not time of hope.
- Time of a reality?
- Time of pleasure of a life, almost as midday.
- I think of a gift. It is difficult for me. You - the Party(Set) of a wind is an immensity, it is a new galaxy. If I now подарю to you one star, I shall be pity.
- But you promised!
- Well, close eyes and stretch to me a hand.
…. Wait, do not open at once a palm, feel it a contact. What do you feel?
- Light! At me in a hand a star?
- Feel more full.
- I shall look.
- Not still, take your time, I want to see your alive hope longer.
Is there will be more my Parties of a wind?
- I do not know … it will be not less.
- I open a palm!
- Open!
- That it!?
- A sunflower seed!
- The sunflower seed is simple?!
- No, not simply!
- From what it?
- From an apple
- An apple?
- Yes, this sunflower seed from an apple with which you have eaten the with the first in yur life!
- A sunflower seed from my first apple!?
- You can plant(put) it, it will ascend and вырастит a tree! The tree вырастит also will return to you your first apple.
- I have grown dumb … That you have presented me …
- I have returned to you a part of that you have given me with Party of a wind.
- You have presented me my left time!
- You have presented me my future time.
- I have forgotten to tell to you: when the Girl ran, at her something was in a cam.
- I know, I too saw it.
- What was it?
- A sunflower seed.
- An apple?
- An apple from your future tree.
- Means, it is indispensable will grows!?
- It will grow your hope.