We are capable at any time in our lives, of doing what we dream of . . .

Montag, 3. März 2014

Delight of my eye


I look up to the sky, yearning for fire, yearning for wind. That body brave, that mind fierce.


My spirit dancing to the sound of endless awareness, melodies full of unbound strenght all around me.

Can´t speak a word, my own echo full of humility reaches me over and over again.
You almost touched my fingertips.


Indeed it´s up to me to get closer to you.


Your voice to me is undefinable, your love is the nourishment of my heart and my soul.


And every time I cry out of the truest of all loves, the love to you, I see that my freedom resides only in your save gates. 

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