Viata isi schimba anii, iar anii isi schimba culorile

   Timpului ii cresc aripi tot mai lungi, iar anii isi schimba anotimpurile intr-o succesiune din ce in ce mai rapida. Privesc uneori spre trecut, ca un iubitor de arta contempland operele unui Mare Artist. Uite acolo un tablou celebru! Mi-l amintesc de parca l-am trait ieri. E bunicul, cel ce a fost  mereu un fel de legenda vie a vietii mele. Azi, mi-e dor de el. Desi nu-l mai vad de multi ani, el a ramas o parte vie din mine. Oriunde merg il port in suflet si nu uit niciodata sa Ii  multumesc Lui Dumnezeu pentru  tot ce este bun in viata mea. Caci stiu ca el a fost un dar al Lui Dumnezeu.  

Time

I watch you flying through the scars,
I'm hearing every perfect scream
As the leafs fall down,
In the beginning of autumn.
I listen to the evening silence
Within every sundown
And in the night,
Oh, the night!
She is shaking hands with the sea
Only for us!
Time is changing color
But I feel timeless
Because I have you.

Drop of dew

     Tired thirsty lips, 
        Whispering last prayer, 
        Waiting for a drop of dew. 

        Lovely golden heart, 
        Broken into pieces,
        Longing for a drop of dew. 

        Old and tired hands,
        Begging for some mercy,
        Hoping for a drop of dew.

        Blind amazing eyes,

        Holding stars and heaven,
        Carrying drops of dew. 

You

       Behind any reason is you.
       And before you,
       Was a question mark;
       Haunting my thoughts
       In a painful struggle.
       Without knowing the question,
       The answer is yes;
        Because now I know
       That you are the question.