when you feel as an old dusty stage decor.. in your own life..
it’s the road that calls you..
it’s the road that takes you away from your heart breaks..
taht shows you there is a spring.. a hope.. even though it doesn’t change the sadness to lifebursts ..at one..
that there are bright colours in the dusty greys..
colours that remind you of a gentel lady.. telling you moss green .. walnut moss freen.. lemon moss green.. are different and very precious shades.. and you feel warm inside.. and this wartmth increases when you share this memory with friends and they listen quietly and still you know they understand this is a very deep moment..
it’s the road that takes you to places where broken and shabby doesn’t mean not-precious.. where you remember.. that light pours from within the cracks..
that home is important.. to you if not to others..
that sometimes strangers may be friendly and caring.. while beloved people may break you in pieces..
that time will sooth and enlighten everything .. and that you will be there to catch the glimpse..
that joy is hidden at most unsuspected places.. even at the curlicues of the tail feathers of a goose..
and a friend will point at it.. so you don’t miss this ..
that you may leave behind the agony the brutal feelings..
that warmth and comfort is sometimes at the scene..
sometimes at the inside meaning..
sometimes at the hidden small beauties.. of nature.. coming back forever.. just like your hapiness will..
that history has seen worst and will again.. and every day will be the past..
that pleasures of life are as simple as colours to notice..
oddities to catch..
decisions that you take.. and you believe in..
gifts from the hands of a friend that cares what you like..
taking the road makes you say.. we are here at this exact moment.. and we do love it..
we feel comfortable with life.. where ever we are.. when we are with friends..
together but different..
together but different..
it’s taking the road that proves you that light always come at most unsuspected times.. sometimes just before dawns..
than you feel tired but happy.. and as volatie as the evening lights.. and hungry.. for life again..
for simple tastes of simplest foods .. against all the complicated life time you endure..
darkness will not harm nor fear you when you know what is.. in it..
it’s the road that you need..
