My Way
In what moment the sky opened and discovered my weeping,
The enchantment of sigh by a smile.
I ask a writer born of the pain?
The glance of a lost world, listens to the tears of time
I was on my knees clearly I learned to fly with Angel wings,
A rainbow, the chill of a hidden winter,
Although behind schedule half of my life each word walks inside my inner sanctum  
Renascence of my soul, discovering an ignited flame,
Now the breeze will bring a page of my heart,
There it is where the moon and the stars illuminate a desire to write.
Here I buried a sincere smile with the world  
Who can define passages with your eyes closed?
Velvet of oneself blankets the aura
Pardon is necessary to be able to enchant the shining moon
They need peace like a wanderer needs air
I discovered my blue hands in a full moon with tears
Becoming melodies of its soul,
My way but in fact I must share it with all you,
My shades that in the middle of a nightmare became a night with desires to love,
At those moments I said who would dare to fly with me
Saving the reality of my life.

Reserved Right Rony Joseph 2011