..it was a summer day - people let themselves touch by the nature. they were kissed by the sky and the air is sparkling promise every grain, every grass, every leaf loved them - but they all passed by
and behind the corner by the bridge over the river it appeared in it's complete splendour for all to see
I feel silence and love - so deep, so warm and clear my eyes see the land between good and bad and I see a lot of people lonely and empty - why don't they hear my calling?