"Letters to Eliza" is a tale of love. Letter No. 11

Eliza,
There is a long rope between us, along which frightened tightrope walkers slide under the intent and trembling eyes of the spectators. And not me, but you must go this distance. There, at the other end, everything will become clearer and easier. And there is no need to be afraid. Even if you stagger, stumble, fall, you will invisibly fly down for a long time from under the dome of the circus ... Even if everything around freezes in horror and dejection ... Even if it seems that everything is ghostly, that everything is over ... just an illusion. I will pick you up whenever you fall. The main thing is that you must take these steps towards me. Fall, fall a million times, but always come back and step again on the trembling rope between us. Don't take your eyes off me. When you suddenly look back at your past, at those who have not waited for you and are not waiting for you, when you remember and yearn for the lost and gone, it is so easy to stumble, break loose and plunge into another fall. Eliza, you have nothing to look back at. Everything is here: your past, present, and future. Like time, this rope only appears to be a distance. Don't you know, standing at the other end, that I already hold you in my arms, and that everything has already happened?

Anastasia Volkhovskaya