The shadows of the flowers
are so lonely in the crowd.
Follow your destiny,
follow your heart,
follow the tears of the flowers.
We love together but cry alone.
The shadows of the trees
hold their head high.
There are tears within our hearts
that never reach over eyes.
The awakening of our souls
gives us words and images.
Wander through a dark wood,
hold your head high.
Your soul is a guiding light.
/Krystyna Postawa /
Thank you Heart Of Ink :)