A view from here

If so.
When the winds become stronger, will I face? Here lies my heart, between a call for absolute and a need of relativity. I’m on my way.

I’m on the road, on my road and I am not so scared anymore. It doesn’t matter if I don’t know where this road will take me. Somehow I’m on my way. Then someday, somewhere this road will end and I will be at home.

And if I don’t know where is my rose, then I will put a glass dome on every part of my heart, every planet. And if I don’t know where to put my luggage, then I will keep walking until I find the good door.
If I get lost, I need to be found. When I get lost, I need to be found. When I get lost, I will find my way back home.

November 15 2010 ♥ Life is a spiral , ,
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