Everything begins with a dot, drop, idea. Beginning is taking off on the hands of birds, softly supporting the fragile life. As a tiny spring Life is coming down for the beginning, growing and for the power of progress. How many faces it has! How long can it last? Eternity of faces and Eternity of time. In the hair of lives there swim birds and fly fishes. Lions lick its faces. Please, dance in eternal dancing world.