Зоряний час

It seems that the universe is smiling today - broadly, with childlike sincerity, as if it itself remembered what it's like to dream without looking back. The air smells like a new beginning: the kind that happens when someone suddenly decides not to wait for the “right moment” and just takes off. There is no pathos here, only lightness - like people who know that their voice is not alone, and that makes them want to sing louder. In every chord there is a little stardust and a belief that the sky is not the limit after all. When millions of voices come together, even darkness begins to sound like music.