The  sea of silence lies between us,
but In silence nature's grandest work is done
and the Life's brightest stars rise from a troubled darkness.
So remember, even if you are not ready
for light it cannot always be darkness.

Eat,
Sleep,
Gym,
sleep again,
and it starts all over again,
Putting the effort into my everyday routine,
but for what exactly?
For myself,
For others,
no.
For me,
always for me,
How I look depends on me,
No one else.
Just my choices.

The tears of a child, the pain of a mother! A heart full of memories of a dead father! Here's so much sorrow, in every eye.  Nothing but hurt left here,  Nothing but bullets, pain, misery and shattered dreams …. Yet for the children of  world only one equation counts: their shared humanity.

We will gather together as brothers, We will gather together as brothers. and we will live in solidarity with others in this world, we are the thirsty souls of a world without divisions. If we merge mercy with might and might with right, then love becomes our legacy and change, our children's birth right. Let's step out of the shade, aflame and unafraid and don't trust any immortalist. The dove will find a resting place!

If I can stop one Heart from breaking, shall not live in vain, If I can ease one Life the Aching, I shall not live in Vain. Life is too short, A flickering flame, a transient gleam, A flower doomed to swift decay, To bud and bloom and pass away. Between the cradle and the grave a frightened child with tears in his eyes looks at the light. Life is too short, But he who kisses with joy  the life, lives in eternity’s sun rise.

The sky touches the face of the blue earth and whispers, ''I am so yours''. The earth wonders, ''How could that be. You are boundless. You have so starries jewels, stars, suns and moons,  and I , I am little, I have no own light.  And Beyond that, in the modern era, in the Barbaric greed of civilization, I feel, a thousand deaths on my body,
no more flowers left to bloom,  no more harvest to reap,  tears have become irony, fades daylight''.  And the sky replies, ''I know, they came with iron chains claws sharper than the wolves,  came hordes of hunters with perverted eyes of contempt.  But,  Even if your tears are restive your heart glistening in trampled darkness''.

Change is evident and that is true, but it's also the hardest thing one can do. With change our true potential shows, to embrace the pain which is needed to grow; like metamorphosis, the caterpillar to a butterfly, for the butterfly to live the caterpillar has to die.

Done By: KCG

I thought that my voyage had come to its end
at the last limit of my power,
that the path before me was closed,
that possibilities were exhausted
and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity,
But I find that thy will knows no end in me.
And when old words die out on the tongue,
new melodies break forth from the heart;
and where the old tracks are lost,
new country is revealed with its wonders.
So, don’t give up on love
when it seems that all is lost,
for there is always life
if we’re prepared to pay the cost.