I want the cosmos to be my backyard...
I want to live in a world where I wake up to the moons of Jupiter...
A world where there is no rain...But meteor showers...
A world where the sun is always up...
And the comets are my company...
A world where I can see an eclipse a day...
And where I enjoy Mars blushing to Earth...
A world where galaxies are my neighbors...
And where I can rejoice at the sounds of passing asteroids...
Those sounds would be my music...
This place would be a true cosmic garden...

Like the earth and the moon...
Who gravitate together...
Or like the night and the stars...
Who come and go together...
Or a bird and its shadow...
Flying together...
Or a rose and its petals...
Blooming together...
Or the morning and the mist...
Greeting the sunrise together...
There is no better friendship than that of a  mother and daughter...
A bond stronger than all the gravitational pull...
Or all the stars together...
It is an eternal bond...
All the rose petals together would not be enough to describe that bond...
But that is OK...
Mother and daughter are like a rose and a petal...
So Unique and special...
This is a tribute to two best friends...

My window seemed to have been stuck in snow mode...
For all I could see were snowflakes...
All day long...
Now the window is on night mode...
The moon and stars took over...
They must be brave to be outside on a night this cold...
A night where all I can think of is to contemplate the cheery fireplace...
I'm enjoying the flames dancing to the wind...
After a while I decided to look outside again...
And I see all the snow out there...
It looks bright because of the moonlight...
And I suddenly feel the urge to go outside...
To be company for the moonlight and the snow...
Even if it's cold...
It is still a beautiful view...
I suppose that is one of the secrets of life...
Enjoy and admire all you can see...
So off I go...
I am going Snow dancing...
My hands will be cold when I come back...
So I may not be able to write more today...
Perhaps I will continue tomorrow...
For now I will dance to the music of the wind...
Following the rhythm of the blinking stars...
Life is about dancing at all what makes you happy...

I need to let go...
I need to stop thinking about you...
I need to stop having hope...
I always believed hope could nurture my soul and my happiness...
Now the same hope is causing me sadness...
For I keep waiting for you to give me a hint you need me...
I'm sure it will not happen...
You don't need me...
Maybe you never did...
And I am starting to believe you even despise me...
So now I just hope my hopes for you will vanish...
It will take time...
And I will shed a few tears in the process...
But this is not worth it...
So I hope I can get over you...

If you ever ask me if I still have feelings for you...
I may need to wear my sunglasses...
For my eyes can't lie...
My eyes are dry...
Maybe I have cried too much...
But they have not lost their brightness...
Brightness they got the very first time they looked at your own very eyes...
And that perhaps they will never lose...
As I will love you for an eternity...
Even if you don't...
So if next time you see me...
You wonder why I am wearing sunglasses at night...
Now you know why...
Who knows...
You may be able to see through them...

The room is dark...
I can not see my own hands...
I randomly hit the piano keys...
The notes don't make sense...
It does not matter if I keep my eyes open...
For the room is pitch dark...
And it does not matter if my fingers play in disarray...
The sound just lights up the room...
I discovered darkness is no match for music and poetry...
Any evening can become magical if music and poetry are by your side...
How these words can flow when I can not see anything is a mystery...
Which I don't intend to uncover...
I will just keep the company of my piano in the dark...

Was really scared when I lost your love...
For I didn't know what would be of my life...
So I held on to the memory of your eyes...
Your kisses....
Your voice...
I'm scared again...
It's being so long since last time I saw you...
Or heard your voice...
And I still love you...
You can't imagine how much...
Those memories are now vanishing...
And once they're gone...
Won't have anything to remember you by...
At that point I will have to question whether your presence in my life was just a dream...
And perhaps I am now scared of waking up...
And find out I'm alone...