I am writing a story about the Lost Land, Olim. It still needs a lot of work. This is how it begins now... A Work In Progress. .......... Somewhere... Deep in the heart of a child, there is a place of magic. Close your eyes. Close your mind, Open your heart. Touch me. Take my hand If you have a place for the child inside you, I can bring you there. Can you hear the enchanting colors? Can you smell the white softness of Yasmin? Can you feel the sparkling melody? Can you taste the bewitching light? Can you see the scent of the peach blossom? No? Close your mind. Open your heart. .....text....... Flowers everywhere, an harmonious play of colors of flowers without a name. The waving breath of soft lilac, pink, yellow, blue, green, silver, gold... They form a surprising melody in our heart. .....text....... Fractal Explorer