It all began with a poem: "You're playing with the seasons / and I know you have simply hidden the spring / behind your closed eyelids" which I had written many years ago. Inside each human being there is light, and there are many windows for the light to pour out. In architecture, windows connect and merge two spaces of different natures together. They let the light and sight in and out. The same is true for people and the windows to their souls. If we get close enough, we will see the light.