Beautiful peace.

A hint of light,

on the cloud beneath.

Silence so sincere,

mind's now numb.

No words - no thought,

peace is truly beautiful.

Light now shines again,

in my forsaken world.

Thank you.

Wake up.

Escape from dreams,

come to reality,

because in this world exits,

a different form of possibility.

A pen may write,

a brush may paint.

But your hands alone,

can truly create.

With a mind soo vast,

you can create your ways,

To tear mountains apart,

or find a lion to tame.

Let belief in your heart,

call will to stay,

because today is the day,

you will be truly awake.

A thousand crimes committed,
guilt, now a source of boredom.
Bad times-good times,
all seem the same.

What a tasteless life!

No time for soul searching,
money is of essence.
Death awaits regret,
no care, who cares.