"How should I start", I'm asking myself
to tell you all how much you gave me up till now?
Your firm hands, your motivating words
rebuilt a skyscraper full of hope on which I'm standing now,
ready to let loose my thoughts into the morning breeze,
beginning again to feel the warmth of other peoples hearts.
"Maybe I shouldn't think so much about", I'm telling myself,
as thoughts are racing on a track called mind,
competing for being the first to come and leave,
through my mouth, my face, my hands, my pen,
narrowing the gap between the you and me,
so that even crawled back into my snail shell
I am able to reach out to you:
"My colleagues, my friends,
my brothers and sisters in mind,
you, which are here with me at this time,
sharing your soul, writing down everything that's inside you,
take this plea of thankfulness with you, for all you've given me so far,
and let us continue our journey together
as far us our words may reach."
So may this poem stay as my gratitude to all of you,
till the final days
and even beyond
that our paths divide
Thank You
I am without words how much this community gave me. Every day I look into my account, reading the innermost thoughts of other people and sharing my own back and it's as if there is no gap between all of us writing here on hellopoetry.com ... and I just wanted to say thanks to all of you, giving me so much, that just this simple thing, writing, is giving me much more than all money could. I'm feeling happy here, expressing myself, giving my thoughts, spending my time... and seeing how others react positively makes it feel... somehow like a home, I suggest.
