When you go alone for a long time alone with your thoughts, and gaze intently into the spring - as everything is blooming and mad - you glare at it, trying to understand how this can be; then suddenly unexpected bliss is poured and you, silently exulting and loving everything around, begin to baptize and apple-tree in bloom, and young oaks, so that they are saved in the time of their stay and being on earth.
At such a moment something suddenly will click away in you and you understand that there is another form of thinking and understanding of the world that has flown by and touched you like a shadow...