“It is a strange place,” Robert thought, “I have never visited such an unusual places before.”

He was walking in a big forest of colored trees. He remembered that the beginning of his walk was in the usual forest which was not far from his house. He often walked along the narrow paths of that old forest. On that day he was going along the old path when he saw that the trunks of the trees were taking unusual colors. Every tree had a new color which was different from the previous tree. Robert understood that he did not know the names of many colors because they were very different from usual colors. There were many birds on the trees. But they were similar to each other in size and by their green color. They were on the branches of the trees like numerous green leaves.

When Robert looked at the sky he realized that the sky became the window to another world. He could see the life behind the glass of the sky's window. Robert saw buses, cars and people.

“Strange place…” Robert thought again, “People are walking on the glass of the sky.”

He sighed faintly and told himself, “The road to another world…”

Robert looked around him carefully. There were many bright little flowers everywhere on the ground. He wanted to pick up one of them but he could not . The flowers were like an essential piece of the ground. A beautiful music was flying around him as a fresh wind.

“If somebody in the future asks me about this strange place where I am now then I will not have enough words to describe it,” Robert thought.

The rain came from the big sky-window. It was an instantaneous change in the appearance of the forest. At that moment the colored trees changed their colors to the usual color of trees. The birds-leaves flew away to the sky-window. The forest was in a sad rainy mood. Only the tender soft music was resounding.

“The break in the weather reminds me of my beloved woman's mood-changes,” Robert had a good hearty laugh at that comparison.

“It is not easy to understand her. She can be glad for a long time. Suddenly she can become sad as this gray day. Often I do not understand her emotions. Perhaps this strange place is like her soul which is so far from my understanding.”

The rain stopped quickly after some minutes.

“I did not notice that the ground became wet with this rain. I do not see any drops on the flowers either,” Robert thought, “Oh! I can see a bright green lake… Perhaps green fish abound in the lake” He smiled at his joke and went to the lake.

It was a small green lake with a big yellow flower at the center. The view of the untroubled surface of the lake brought serenity in Robert's heart. He began to think about it all reasonably.

“There can be a lake in the forest although the color of the water is a very bright green color. I can see the same transparent sky-window with the life of people behind it above the forest. So, it is a strange ‘sky'. The tender music is flying around me as a fresh wind. It is not usual for the forest either . Heh! I can draw the conclusion that I understand nothing,” he decided after his judicious cogitation regarding the situation.

He came to the lake and looked at the water-table. Nothing. Of course he waited to see the usual reflection of his face. But the reflection did not exist on the green water of that lake. Then he put his hand inside the water. Robert imagined that a little red crocodile would look at him after it from the water. But no.

“Crocodiles do not live here,” Robert joked to himself.

It was the usual cold water of the lake. Robert sat down on the grass by the water, “I need some rest before I go further. May be it is unsafe to proceed further? I have seen so many unusual illogical things that it is too much for me.”

Robert lay on the grass and began to look at the sky- window.

“Wow! It is better than my TV-set at home,” he decided, “The life of the unknown world in the sky. I can see people who are walking behind the glass of the sky. They are talking with each other. I can see a wonderful red sun and yellow clouds above those people too. It is the sky for those people.”

Robert sat down and took some water from the lake in his hands. At that instant he gave a shout because some phrases were written upon the green water with white words, “Nobody understands where the words come from.” He read. The water leaked out through his fingers and his palms became empty. Robert took the water in his palms again. New white phrases were written on the green page of the water. “Do not try to analyze the country of poetry. NEVER.” The water returned to the green lake through the interstices between his fingers. And his palms were empty again.

“I never wrote any poems,” Robert thought, “Why am I in such a strange place and read these strange message of the green water?”

He cupped his hands and scooped up a little water again. The white message was very short, “Love her without hesitation.”

“ She is the only woman I love. I do not understand her emotions sometimes but I love her,” he thought.

“Why was this indication written for me? She often writes poems. I like many of them. I always want to know where she takes her beautiful words. Her world is so…,” Robert stopped at that moment in his thoughts.

He thought that he found the meaning of the phrases, “I can not understand something of her emotional world. But the place where I am now is a very strange place for me. I do not understand it either. Maybe I cannot imagine where she “walks” when she is writing her poems. It is not important if it is so. It is not important that something is not obvious."

“Nobody understands where the words come from.
Do not try to analyze poetry.
Love her without hesitation.”

Robert had an attempt to read a new message in the green water again and again. But the water in his palms remained the usual water without any words written upon it.

“Perhaps I understand the meaning correctly. Or I had only three attempts to read it. If I did not understand it clearly then it can not be repeated.”