Along the Dnieper in my moment of sadness, I came across a mermaid who was singing a lovely song. I asked her, "What are you singing about?" She replied that her heart was broken, and that her song was about a lost love from another time. In my haste, I mentioned that I also had lost a beloved beauty who had vanished into the night, never to return to me again. My beloved was from the lost city of blooming flowers that were eternally kept in Love's very special garden, and only the most faithful of lovers could partake of the fragrance of those most enchanted flowers. Along the banks of the Dnieper, I saw a lovely mermaid. And in that glimpse of perfection, my soul became as a flower of Love's very special garden.
