Защо съм

Защо ли тъжна съм сега, нима в мен не остана светлина? Затварям очи и чувам как вятърът на език потаен ми шепти, докосва кожата ми нежно и приветства ме в живота с усещане безценно. Разбирам защо съм тук сега, да приема и отдам се на мига, да бъда обич, радост, светлина, да благодаря за богатството с което съм дарена, да се чувствам жива, преродена.

Soul Colours

All my life I thought yellow is my favorite color. Well, I was wrong and discovered that while feeling little smaller, sitting on the edge of a vastness shiny, listening to the sounds of one special briny. What can be compared to the hundred shades of blue, coming from the sea that makes me warm and true? Or is it green the color of the waves, smashing in the shore that I discovered to adore? Now that I've seen how the colors merge and change as the hours pass, when I've felt how the darkness pushes through the sea grass, I believe to know which are the colors of my soul, that fill me in with warmth and make me whole. I call them brothers green and blue, true friends that play with words so few. They stole my heart today so quick and clever and say are here to stay to the end of my forever.

Bad Weather

Shitty day. Rainy day. Vacation day. Yeah, why not today?! Bad weather follows me like crazy, clouds and sky look damn hazy. Well, deal with me weather tough, my location services are off! I will hide under a rock so far, that my only friend will be stupid Patrick Star!