I can hear its voice,
It is pulsating, yet so soft.
I apprehend the message,
It calls out to me and You.

It will be hard, I know,
But I have to go through the passage,
And allow myself to be vulnerable,
To experience feelings anew.

They encourage me to understand what I lack,
They force me to strengthen my core,
They influence me wanting to become better,
They tell me there is something I can strive for.

They are my frustrating frustrations,
They are my weaknesses and my flaws.
They compel me to open my eyes,
Ergo I can see vividly more.

You will always be a teacher,
You will always be a student,
Your heart will always be near
the place that You were born.

Here in the midst of the nature I lay,
On the petals of the fragile Bluebells.
And the Blue Stars and the Yellow Stars,
Surrounded by their tantalizing smell.

Will You show me the way,
My Blues and Yellows,
At the times I go astray.

My little Bluebells oh so lovely-
Can You play me my dearest song,
When I am blue and head feels heavy.

And You over there,
My Small Blue Wonder,
From You I ask the simple things.
Please fill me with the life and wonder,
So I could go and spread my wings.

There will be many, who only make
You weak and feeling sore.
There will be those who only take,
And those You get Your heart torn for.
There will be them, who know too well,
What makes you the most dismal.
They will be pushing on those nerves,
You'll feel the scars in an instant.

Yet, there only will be few,
Who will make Your heart sing,
Who will make Your heart listen.
Who will make Your eyes sparkle,
Who will make Your eyes glisten.
To them- you must be true.

A white and empty paper
Lays before You everyday.
You ask me how to fill it?
The choice is Yours,
You know the way.

The decisions You make will stay there,
Thus take a big and careful look,
Make all the dots and dashes count,
Whilst in the end You'll have a book.

But You
There will be no more.

Young girl was ambling in the forest.
She was in love.
In love and dreaming.
As simple as that and nothing more.

It was the first time,
And thus the word "love",
Seemed to be the most wonderful creation.
Something that opens up all the doors.

She walked.
She thought.
She wished for the reciprocal feelings.
She wished for simple things.

There was joy in her heart.
There was hope,
But the wish went unanswered
and was blown away by the wind.

She did not become embittered,
Solely searched for something new.
She embarked on a whole new journey,
On which she discovered a wonderful land.

And when the moment was right,
She fell in love again.
And this time,
With the right man.