I am willing to travel
and discover where
Colombus left his journey
...
When I am alone
and quietness breathes
into my lungs
...
If You are the desert
where ozymandias
was lying with cold looks
...
My Mother
She is restless in her sleep
her fingers are moving
...
It is wrong to say
'all feel like us'
It is wrong to believe
...
It was an evening
with messages of hope and love
with memories of friends
...