Would you be here with me.

If wishes were wings, would you be here with me?

Whose footsteps do i hear in my heart?
Who comes in? And who goes away?

What kind of storms rage behind the vallies of my eyes?

Beloved Silence,Why do i yeild so easily to your whispers?
From where comes so much sweetness in your voice??

In which corridor of your mind, are you looking for sign boards?

Whose hands lifts me up in conversation with truth?

Whose howling pain transformed into a nightingale's throat?