Finally, I’m rescued
Saved through the hands of love
Now I’m free with my refuge
Soaring like a winged dove

No longer the person I was before
I'm changed. I became different
I was made for something more
My existence was no accident

Joy is not enough
It can’t free you from sadness
Through it, you smile
But still chained in madness

I used to seek for Joy
But it was Love who found me
It was love who rescued me
It was love who set me free

When the oceans rise
In trouble times
Be still and call
In the name of Love

For love does not bring you Joy
Love brings you home

Life is sweet.
Life is bitter.
Don't let it pass by in a blink,
Otherwise you won't taste the sweetness if has to offer.

striature il bicchiere
come una lacrima contro la mia faccia
le nubi piangono con me

//Translation\

streaking down the glass
like a tear against my face
the clouds cry with me

Hie alta stare non possunt,
lacessendo et ventus aeri,
ad nihilum deduces me
ferte me

//Translation\

I can stand here tall
challenging the wind and sky
to sweep me up
and carry me away

I adore sadness
It visits without a reason
It yearns to stay
but I fear to drown to poison

I said go away, on sombody's mind
I’m tired, I want to be happy
It uttered “no”, joy will not come
But if it does, it will eventually leave me

Did not listen
will only heighten desolation
I miss happiness and the old me
Now I’m trapped in isolation

Love came down and rescued me
It embraced me and set me free
It unchained me from melancholy
and released me from the arms of misery

It calmed my seas from raging
It saved me from drowning
It stopped the storm from roaring
Without it, I’d be forever missing

It wiped tears from my eyes
I didn’t speak a word or two
It embraced me tightly and
Yes indeed, a simple hug will do

I cry and I cry
You yell and you yell
"Not good enough!!" You shout. "You could do better!"
I cry and I cry. "I'm sorry!"
White papers fly around the room. Pages filled with various marks, but my eyes are glued to one letter.

*F.

Your tears
slither down my windowpane
or land neatly with a plunk
on my rooftop
But you never shine
The bright sun shines
It gives our world light and warmth
but you stand there all the while
blowing in the gentle breeze
waiting for your day to come
waiting for your chance,
your chance to *shine

Standing here
on this big hill
glistening with morning dew
I feel tall
I feel powerful
no one can keep me down
and yet
I am just a fraction
a smaller part
of this world
and with the many other worlds
that lie beyond ours
I am small
no one can see me here
no one can here me
I am but a mere figure of the universe
That will never change
And I am okay with that

because I know that I can be more
I can be more that this crumb
barely living on the edge of our planet
I can be more than a fraction
more than a fraction of a fraction
No matter what
I am still a figure of the universe