"Short Ideas, Sincere Thoughts"

       On some nights that seem endless, when we're waiting for a sign, a reason or just a small light that makes the waiting hours worthwhile, I find that some thoughts, although short, appear as insights to sum up the feeling of the day.

       It happened with the idea below, that despite being small, it put out the silent feeling from that night.

I Cried

Cried Aloud

I became drunk with my tears

I raved with your singing that made me dream

I pulled your mantle around me

And lost myself there in a corner not to love you anymore.