• I Sit and Think

    Free from myself
    In the calm, whispering brezze
    listening to its stories, from far off,
    Waves lap against the golden sands of youth
    Swiftly taking the grains of time out to its merky depth.

    I sit and think

    Sparks of wishes
    Fall across the midnight sky,
    Dreams, thoughts, fall softly to the ground
    Leaving the tree bare...empty.

    I sit and think

    Silk grass, strands of the minds of others
    My silhouette imprinted in those strands,
    Heart feeding the roots of life
    Wonder, ponder, wish.

    I sit and think

    Changing always
    Life fragile and strong,
    Thinking of what happends, and how...
    but..more of less..
    Why?

    I sit and think.