"Who are you 
That watch my secrets in a
Thoughtless innocence?
You continuously slap my heart
and steal the air that I breathe
In everyday moments.
In an empty room 
I feel a sigh of yours,

Why don't you speak?"

Breathe Me

"A tree is more than first a seed, then a stem, then a living trunk, and then dead timber.
The tree is slow, enduring force straining to win the sky."
Antoine de Saint-Exupery

While Men Are Dreaming

"Clouds pass and disperse.
Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables?
Is it for such I agitate my heart?"
Sylvia Plath

Who's There?

"How does the light enter a house? If the windows are open.
How does it enter a human? If the door of love is open."
Paulo Coelho