In the beginning there was a shadow … ;
The shadow whispered and stepped in a journey so as it could play the music of its soul .
It walked everywhere ,gazing upon everything ;to any thing which existed .
The ray of its glance was changed into the color of its imagination .
It made the colors move .it ignored them .the existance rose as a floating flag under its Foot steps .
All things became as an imagination entirely ,farther than the shadow spreading on it.