El año mágico

Let's breathe life into all the dried roses in the world, for whoever has the love to give one by hand. With the love of a child within an adult, so that the rose in the wishing well may live on, fresh and vibrant forever. Perhaps you, along with these words, will complete the rose's missing petal? The one the wind released from my hand, bringing it closer to you, like a leaf playing in the breeze. Therein lies eternal love; I will open a celestial path for you, one you cannot yet dream of. You have the heart of a child within an adult. And as we release its fragrance into the air, and all the children of the world breathe it in, let's oxygenate the heartbeats of love, coordinating them with the soul, to search among thousands for that one heartbeat that holds its childhood in latent time, opening the paths to Neverland. In these moments, the paths to Neverland open once more, freezing the present in an instant.