A short word that scares me,
as the meaning is majestic.

A short word that I don't like
because I hate saying goodbye.

I always felt like I was swimming
and that I was doing so
in those vast oceans of Life.
There was nothing there to guide me,
so in circles is how I swam.

I always felt like I was drowning
in those wild currents and streams
that swept me anywhere, everywhere.
There was nothing there to keep me,
so in circles is how I went.

Now I feel like I am flying,
as if I suddenly grew wings.
I now know how freedom feels:
there is nothing that holds me back
now that I know where I should go.

The air might feel cold,
but I do not care,
and as a chilly wind
blows through my hair,
I listen to the birds
that sing with great flair.

The seasons are changing,
the cold will pass soon:
that makes me happy
and over the moon.
O,  this happiness inside,
I could almost croon.

Days are more often
filled with the sun.
Warmth slowly follows,
but when the cold is done
none of that will matter
as Spring will have won.

I search and I search
but I'm not able
to pinpoint the thing
that I'm looking for.

I look and I look
but can't seem to find
whatever it is
that I'm looking for.

I seek and I seek
but it's out of reach,
I cannot get to
what I'm looking for.

But I'll keep searching
for without a doubt
I know I'll come through;
I'll find what I ought.

And I'll keep looking
as I know for sure
that there'll be a day
I'll find what I need.

So,  I'll keep seeking
the much needed rest
that my heart craves so,
though, what it looks like?

Who knows?

I go outside
while it's still dark,
the sun hasn't yet woken.
Everything here's
still cold and stark,
morning hasn't yet broken.

All is quiet,
even the park,
the birds' words yet unspoken.
Nature's serene,
there is no spark,
peacefulness's yet unbroken.

Nothing's there to
have left its mark;
this day's still without tokens.
But, there it is!
The first dog's bark,
morning has finally broken.
                        ~

Dearest,
I'm breathless.
You amaze me
Time and time again
By how beautiful you are.
And I keep asking myself this;
Are you really, really, here with me?
Are you never, ever, going to leave me?
Will you stay here, stay by my side forever?
Will you be my friend, as long as we'll live?
I'll cheer you up, as you'll cheer me up.
I'll guide you along as you'll guide me.
We'll be together through thick and thin,
We'll keep going and show them
We're good for each other.
You're the very best,
the most wonderful
Puppy ever.
Donder

You help me clear my muddled mind
when I'm in danger of drowning in thoughts.
You are there to put them in line
when they threaten to flood my core.

But what do I do when I have to leave?
What can you do for me when I ain't here?
What do I do when I need your help
and you're still across the ocean?

What do I do in that entire month?
What can you do for me when you're still there?
What do I do when I need your help
and you're still on another continent?

What do I do in those four weeks?
What can you do for me with only words?
What do I do when I need your help
and you're unable to give me a hug?

I bet I'd drown in thoughts.