Devastation

Is the feeling of bricks hitting brick after brick

The bricks must seem to fall one after the other forever

What answer

What?

The knowing of one's actual worth

The good you have harvested in the world and yourself

Dreams which are still full of feelings of want

Sublime joys which are alive and thriving

All devestation is then is dodging a few bricks

Yet that is why I am ready for it

I am not in fear

As love can not be lost

In a love like this anyway

Not completly lost

Impossible

And so is this

That I sure would give it a chance

A good fighting for love.

Love is an invisible birds singing as it fly from heart to heart saying something in its perfection beyond beyond as it is holy.

The islands 

The islands

That is where to


Sirens

Sirens to see

Eye to eye with


Drama falls with the set

Dreams beyond my scope

Hopes beyond my hopes.



Those who are foolers

I hope they learn

I hope they learn

Someone is watching

The trickter traps him/herself

The net being laid out

By the same stuff.

The liars lack of love

Open for all to see.


As the rain comes back one last time

Wave to it goodbye

As the temperature climbs

Touch the love with each drink

Stop for a momement now

Look within

And think

You are not being whimsical

Perhars a bit comical

A tad magical

Here it is.