Melancholy and sorrow, a maiden dancing in the moonlight, proudly remembering herself. Here, sorrow is not something undesirable, rejected, or “bad.”
Here, sorrow is the discovery of one’s strength through tears. The acceptance of pain and the merging with the moon
that illuminates the path. Tears arise from strength, and strength is born through tears.
Here, sorrow is the power of life’s metamorphosis.
(text originally in Croatian)