It doesn't matter where you go, but who you go with.
If He is not with me then even in paradise something would be missing.
I don't want paradise.
I want the worlds beauty.
The worlds true wealth.
Not the wealth of money and power,
But the wealth of Nature and Spirituality.
Every sweetness, every grace that has been showered down,
Fall upon me.
In the deepest corners and endless alleys i want to find the different faces of the world.
Every cities lights reflect something.
Every person, their life and living add color.
I want to experience those colors,
loose my self in the crowds of those people.
Some say this world is difficult, dangerous, people ******* and that the sad truths are buried underneath the earths soil.
I say the world is very beautiful.
That this very soil could be a persons first steps,
Of wars fought for freedom,
Or or two lovers coming together.
It's just a matter of searching.
Every place has a story.
Every creation has an essence, an emotion.
This is what i long for.
This is what i dream of.