Silence I am and in this silence fade
For all your waited words that never came
And so my soul is out of sorrow made
Closed in the night beside my dying flame.
This is my post no. 2000. Thank you all for reading and stopping by, I hope this humble blog has touched your heart as much as it has touched mine.
Much love to you all.
2000 days of silence
Or moments of smile or solitude
Take them all, take my soul in pieces
I give you the essence
These tears you see
Are the most concentrated form of me
My joy and my hope
My dreams and the crevasses of my aching heart
I carve them with my empty finger
In the sand, in the sky and on the thickest walls around me.
For one day that’s all that will have mattered.
This is a tribute to Michael Cretu, just another Romanian who made a new life abroad.
RELAX, it’s CATURDAY!
Who should tell you what life is?
Lonely tree growing in wilderness
Your heart can be pulled out many times
With bleeding sap and broken roots.
Look deep inside
In the core of your being,
In the sap of the sap
And the buds of the buds,
And you’ll see that beyond pain
Beyond oblivion and dispair
Deeper than all scars and damnation
Hides that spark that will
Ignite your existance again.