She responds to everything that touches her,
and touches her not.

With an inviting liveliness and a scary vulnerability
Like a newly ripen fruit, like a silent lake

She waits to be devoured,
she waits to be dived into.

Sitting in this dark room, with my eyes closed
I feel a world,
the feeling is so lively, so beguiling, as this world slowly unfolds

Its a world where people don’t talk, but sing
Where people don’t walk but hop
Where people don’t fight for the spotlight
Where people greet each other with ringa-ringa-roses

Where bruises are cured by gentle fondles,
Where people cry laughing,
Where everybody is a proven man,
Where everybody is a lovely woman,
Where nobody fights with his own friend trying to win over him in his fight for the first
Where ego is only as real as satan,
Where god is seen and felt in every human being
Where money is just a piece of paper
Where religion is music and dance
Where peace is filled in air and is felt in every breath
Where strangers dance and sing together,
Where heart breaks are as sinful as ******
Where school is a place to learn what is life about
Where the teacher teaches how to live it fully
Where we are one with the universe and universe is one with us
Where one is no different from two and two is no different from three
And zero is as high as one-not-four