The garden was filled with soft sweet scent of lilies, roses, fruit trees and salt from the sea on the other side. Paths leading through bushes of flowers, open areas with green soft grass, marble stairs leading to the balcony, hidden behind columns and a rooftop, where ivy tangled itself.

He was walking peacefully through, His steps gentle, quiet, as the bare feet touched the strands of grass. His warm white robes covered His body, with a piece wrapped around His neck and draped on His head as a hood. Suddenly He stopped and kneeled down.

"Little one, what happened to you?" He murmured quietly, taking gently into His hands a small bird with hurt wing.

His voice... It sounded like warmth of the rays of the sun themselves. A tender caress to everything He created on Earth. Nothing could compare to it...