”Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed
by the things you did not do than by the things you did do.
So, throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbour.
Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover”
– M. TWAIN
”Frozen Lakes”*** Year 2017
Shall I ask questions? Shall I define them by myself? Shall I live for beauty? Shall I live for virtue?
Where shall we go - or, not to go? A precious fire in you heart, in your home, take it with you.
You see, always a new landscape for me and you, for everyone…
-oh… our poor world, is not logical very much, it is good for poets if it is a such, but for our perspectives we have to and we will take it soon even it is a very, very bad dill. (ha, ha I know it is a bad poetry.. ;)
Polarisation in times of the inner conflicts, so, we must choose this or that….
This winter, the sun emerges for a few hours, only.
Clouds want to be my Hermes shoes , unexplained memories will return, they are burning with yellow fire, time streams, who refuses to get up?
At least, I try to rise my lantern, I try to understand, more isn’t good enough, for many, why?
Anyways, I shall prise God, Life, Future, Music, Poetry, The Sea, Friendship..., the fragile symbols of the Universe, the loveliest spots of it, for a tired but hopeful soul…
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