It is a question of the sky. That moment in the morning when grey gives in to the brightness of blue and white and green and red, and the birds sing hosannah! allelujah! hail the coming of the light! Rejoicing is a question of letting yourself go. Accept the movement and the flowing of all things, from light to darkness, and after infinite periods of boredom, sadness or stress, back to light again; it is really a question of looking out.