The first sunshine caught me freezing; I was fed up with all sneezing. I took off my hat and looked up I took off my shoes and screamed: Stop! The first tear In that year Kissed my hoary childish fear. My eyes shined in a strange way They were transparent, green and gray… Eyelashes – branchy, like trees Were reaching my tired knees; Fleshy grass among my toes – Its crude smell was in my nose. My heart was just a lively bud Ready to burst, to hit the mud, Ready to live eternally Enjoying springtime, being free. (poem I wrote on the 7th of April, 1996)