Stranger's kindness, an urban myth. Most people don't notice
you even exist. You might be living the greatest drama of your life and they will pretend they didn't see.
No time for genteel kindness. They are not in the mood or they've been hurt so much and won't give something without exchange.
But like urban myths so does genteel kindness hide within a significant truth.
It's a kind under extinction but at the same time the easiest to produce.
How many can be within us?
Whose hopes and dreams do we incompass?
Could we see the eyes of our own, the minds in our mind,
understand how much we share?
Force, answers with force
war breeds war
and death brings death.
To break this vicious circle one must do more,
has to make another step, remember that even in dark times we can not relinquish the things that make us human.

Have the heart of a lion
the courage of a wolf
the spirit of an angel.
What she advised me,
what i keep well guarded.

We are all angels with one wing
and we can fly only if we meet
the one with the suitable wing.
Hold together and accept each
other's heart.

Believe it or not i fell in love with you
the moment we first kissed.
From that moment on i can't sleep
at nights and when i manage to
i see you in my dreams.

I sat next to her, strength and passion which used to keep me with her still were there. My legs trembling and i felt plunging into the abyss,
vertigo...
We knew it had to end but we were there embraced, our souls were embraced.
I tousled gently her face and hair. It was like standing on earth but also flying at low height. I could see how beautiful earth was from up sky high.
Earth, people, trees, mountains, homes, my most beloved. Nostalgia for the moment i first met her. The newfound feelings borned inside me and the harmony flooding me when i look at her face.
Goodbye...

One more day passes and i think of you.
A day at work and my mind forgets awhile.
A day at home and music moves me through
the motions, but a second it's all it takes
hear your voice and soften my inside.
A second to remember you telling me that you sing only
for me.
I am not afraid to accept the state of things
what appear to be but i dare see what all could be.
Maybe i am fool to believe in such a thought,
but i do...