No Words there aren't wordsto paint the pictureof what this isyou need to be hereto experience ityourself
Children’s Dreams a part of mestill expects youto be invincible -impervious to time's passing -it is the dreamof a childfor their heroes;no one is immuneto the weaknessesbrought onby time'sinevitable passage
Leaving the Arena bright lights,rapid movement,a large crowd,a constant bombardment of noise;waves of soundslam into delicate ears,eyes are pulledin every direction,the senses overwhelmedwith stimulation;it endsand we are leftwith the peaceof silence
