in the seashell
you handed me last summer
I find my silence
remembering every grain of sand
and your warm kisses all over
Carpe Diem: #1174 Silence.
in the seashell
you handed me last summer
I find my silence
remembering every grain of sand
and your warm kisses all over
Carpe Diem: #1174 Silence.
My head is full of thoughts … all kinds of … about the now … and about the earlier …. what happened before … a long time ago … and what just happened … making me so furious …
rip it away
the furious storm raging
petals constrict
… why cannot people make thinks right from the beginning!? There are so much incompetence nowadays! It is so hard to accept … and I don’t … but what to do!?
on my own
sliding on the supernova
gear of luck
Imagine!
That’s the savior … having a nice and good portion … of imagination … along the life journey …here … and in universe …
What a luck!
aldrig mer
vill inte ens nämna
ditt namn
Obs! Jag bara hittar på – vet ingen jag känner så omkring!
Skrivpuff: Nämna.
Like the magma … in body Earth … always is in move …
that deepest
thought about you and life
rests in silence
… also the ‘I’ … inside the body … is in constant move …
… like everything …
in the unknown
you need a compass – star
guide in silence
every sunflower – but one
turn towards the sun
… almost everything … everybody but one!
Carpe Diem: #1174 Silence.

~ in the misty grey ~ there always is a light – track ~ to follow ~