To the wind carrying his breath, let them know human life and human dreams
are not transient.
Carry those words to the almighty ruling above, let her know that in the long run nothing we do will Ever matter, for this world is a sakura tree and we are the leaves dancing in the wind of life and one day the very wind will take us away for the new leaves to take our place.
CZYTASZ
The Glass Smile
Poezja"A vase being dashed against the wall, the sound of someone's heart breaking. The fragile yet beautiful smile like a glass soon breaks with an emptiness never to be joined again. Yet the inception of a new dawn brings forth promises and new hopes wi...
