segunda-feira, 25 de agosto de 2008


The ocean
Green blue water
Cradle of life
And all that is!

We awake one morning
You in there
Me in here
Both scared
For what is near

Truth?... Lies?...

What do they mean?!

In the womb we meet

Soft… tender… cosy

Why are we lazy?

Awake! The time as come

Whisper! The time is done

Oh my! We’re gone!

1 comentário:

elisasilrib disse...

Fear may be prudence, but the time is right to say what is right.