Carmelite Street, a blue tram, sun, September, first day after the holidays, some returned from long journeys, armored divisions enter Poland, children go to school in beautiful clothes, white and navy blue like sails and the sea, like memory and inspiration and the vines. The trees stand up in respect before the power of the young mind, which has not yet known fire or sleep, but if it sets its mind to it it will not have difficulties (not counting the invisible borders).