he never knows what he´s gonna live through.
Will he watch the moonlight around?
Will he listen to the river´s calm sound?
Or will he feel the fresh breeze from the sea
so often rough of the storm,pain beneath.
Will he want to fly to the distant mountains?
When he´ll see their beauty he´ll always know what it means.
Islands of sand,of the grass, water, clouds,
he´ll see all the miracles that only life offers us
And that´s his life, oh i wish i was him,
just flying in the open air with the mind free.
White flowers down,dark heaven around,
millions of little points glittering above
and there´s a fatal place for everyone
who wants to fly but somehow he can´t..
I see stars and i see misty mornings
watch northern lights, snowy walleys...
under me meadows,hills in brightness of sun
i´m soaring above and spreading the love.
When you look into your heart you´ll find it there,
I´m sure that all of these things you´ll have.
And you´ll see the hole sense of your life
the beauty, goodness, love and people,that´s why you´re alive..
All depends on you so live your live with love
every morning brings you happiness and light....
©by Majka♣, ® copying this file or parts of it will be unforgivable and cruelly punished
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I like it so much. Good Job Marienn