
You are traveling. Without looking for the fire. A tourist. You devote time. You live free. Away from shadows, you discover the new light.
The time comes when you feel a unique balance between your haves and wants. Surrendered to the fullness of happiness. You hold your breath. To be enough, You want to fill your last resource. Soil man. For a moment Immortal.
On It illuminates your darkness. Undertakes the transition to the new dawn. It makes sure that the images calm the commotion of the day. You may feel that she is holding you.
The egos raise walls. They hide your horizon. On the move they waste time. Fearless. You ask to reach your destination.
Words loaded in your mother tongue. Peaceful try spread. They let on the story. They raise the soul high.
Σκέψεις. Δημιουργούν παρέλαση λέξεων. Ζευγαρώνουν εικόνα αυτές.
Επετειακή επανάληψη. Χαρίζει κάθε εβδομάδα. Κίνητρο που δεν ξεθωριάζει.