The story goes something like this.
Once upon a time there was a sanctuary. It had a wide swing. the widest I have ever seen.
The walls of the sanctuary was covered with beautiful shrubbery and flowers that looked like clocks.
And there were you. Playing on the swing. Going so high and then you are flying.
In a flash I see us both on the swing. I’m standing and you are sitting. Can we go any higher? I wish I could fly once again with you.