You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....



Friday, 4 April 2014

A dream of freedom

My eyes open to the dawning of the sun,
My body shuts off like the passing of the sun;
My back aches of pain, I cry
I dream of freedom, escaping this hellhole;
I dream of being a white dove,
I dream of flying into the sunshine and  dreaming of freedom.....

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