Are beating on nights and stepping through feeling
ideas while dancing with autumn. But singing
the same oldest song which got space to cross
through borders and walls till heart of my thoughts.
Are beating on dawns and hugging the light
sweet callings of love while white deep and might
become one with time, great pastel on spots,
which spark from my eyes till heart of my thoughts.
The beauty and kindness are kissing the earth
while wishes are flying to get what is worth,
my shy smile is blooming and brings others lots
which caress and embrace the heart of my thoughts.