These are moments that flow, one after another, like running water, without being able to stop them.

On that path directing to the fountains of life, she knew that nothing would stay still for long, neither happiness remains eternal, nor sadness nests in our lives forever. Ways leading to life which runs without ever stopping, wonderful, tastefully water that irrigates wisdom....

That day, in her hands she carried a jug to fill with the liquid element, but our nature is also a container waiting to be filled, human nature has that deep and painful need to feel filled with experiences or hopes, like a jug that fills up in the fast-flowing stream.

And yet, there are no stones on the path that hurt feet so much for not continuing walking, nor cold so strong that gives up moving forward.

There in our picture, the fresh air entered through her nose and filled her lungs. She felt happy to be looking at her destiny, at the end of that corridor, to have found the path to reach her place.

Even if it was hard to walk on the stones, carrying a heavy container, life always rewards in the end... with that soft tinkling, that gurgling of the water flowing, of life passing by. Life is a succession of amazing, disturbing moments.

Have courage to reach your happiness and know how to wait for it.

In the end, she said to the water:

- “Here I am, I always heard you from afar, a sonorous flow that made me happy every moment, gave me strength to continue and arrive”, “I have no intention of leaving”.

The water answered her, cold and at the same time reviving: - “I have been waiting for you for a long time; this is your place”, “may serenity fill your life, drink at last” -.