Untouched art
is your heart.
Believe the air
when it touches
your nerve cells.
Believe the rain
when it refreshes
your delicate pores.
Believe the sunset,
when it delivers
the light rays
of eternity.
Believe yourself
when you cross
your art with love.
Facing the fact there are tears and sorrow around many of us… These tears are the result of certain actions and thoughts by which we may or not be aware of. How can we truly be happy? How can we feel fulfilled in such a way we can find how much is enough, and then… Give.
