He said

He said he is unhappy
because the way I talk
He said he is unhappy
because the way I walk
He said he is unhappy
because the way I think
He said he is unhappy
because the missing link


SO

I grew the wings

They were too short

I grew them longer

they were too long


One day I just woke up

and I knew it

I just had to let it go

The way we meet

Every evening I have been standing in the dark with my camera.

Every evening they come like a clock, in time.

They send two first to check the way, to see all is fine.

Half an hour later you can start waiting noisy party.

They fly in perfect formation, everybody has they place..

I know they route and timetable by now, so I can wait in the right place..

Just when the last sun ray falls and it's nearly black, I hear them.

They fly over my head, nearly touching, like every night... It is amazing, noisy and breathtakingly beautiful...

I am with them alone, every night the past two years...

It is something special......to me..

Doubt

This is a story about the doubt.

Keep it in your pocket, always,  be ready.

When somebody is placing the facts to you,
take it out.

Be steady.

When you have the wall to face

and there are no hiding place,

always doubt.

Facts are not the serious case.

There is always a way out.

Don't burry your head

Your problems don't go away.....

When you feel like the only place is bed

remember the safe hayven of imagination,

think yellow to pink

don't give a blink

and blue is always red....

The fairies can fly..and there is a sky.....


And the forest just for you and you know why?

to keep you alive and take you to walk...and moon is there to smile,

so soon you feel so high

that stars are simmering and the bed is empty and all the while....

you were sleeping....

Little is better than nothing