At the break of dawn, I experienced the Safranée dream…

“Throughout the night, I eagerly awaited the moment to bid farewell to the moon, as the warm sunlight of a new day emerged on the horizon, unveiling the lush hills near my grandmother’s house. In my dream, I was a seven-year-old child, standing amidst hills adorned with indigo flowers, their elegance and grace embracing the day’s first light. On the edge of the universe, a few steps forward revealed the sun’s radiant splendor. As the newborn clouds gathered, the sky dressed in Safranée hues, and I knew I had discovered the Taste of Sunrise in my dream.”

Once more, I dreamt of the Safranée sunrise…