dancer of the clouds,
ink of dream,
as if the sky, hushed
and utterly forlorn,
turned a pirouette.

You fell so many times
But you stood up straight after each fall

You cried so many times
But you wiped out your tears and never surrendered at all

You failed so many times
But you still tried with much hope, not feeling small

Yes, you tried so many times
Believing that one day someone will hear your call...

I love it
This feeling
Rest
For time is little
And there is never enough
For us to be happy
But if we lift our eyes
And stop
Look for a second
Look at the blessings
Look at your life
Look at what you have been given
Appreciate
What is close to you