This piece is about how each of us finds our own source of strength in life — and it’s not always found in traditional religions.
It speaks of something absolutely real:
the possibility of finding faith in the person you love.
In something alive, tender, inspiring, diverse —
something you can kiss endlessly,
something that fills you with energy
just by being close to this small divinity.
When everything else lost its meaning,
there was only Arina —
my muse, my sun,
the one I live and create for.
