When that unexpected touch breaks the ice, When your hesitant glare meet their eyes, When the rising breath enamours the inky night, I don't know what it is, but everything feels just right!
As the carpenter holds the hammer by the neck to unleash the next strike it trembles in hesitance and teeters in resistance.
While wall the witness asks the hammer-
why do you dread the bricks? None can compete against your strength
With a single bang you can shatter the hailest bones and the strongest stones.
It is not the bricks, I fear replied the mighty hammer. The tiny nails with whom I pair who helps beautiful paintings hold onto my defiled loops who makes the ordinary holes a resource to trust on.
I fear to hurt my loved who tries to embelish my life who even through the darkest holes finds a way to tresspass a ray of light.
I met a friend a few days ago asked him what's he up to Nothing new' he said with a sigh I have goals and dreams As well as plans and means to achieve them all but I lay day and night confused, anxious and scared for if I acquire all that I wish I will fall in a purposeless abyss.
I will not meet that friend again, ever.
A man whose dreams are so small that he fears to have left nothing more of life and beyond has unfortunately lost in the brevity of sight.
Can the gravity lose us torn? Can the matter lose its form? Can the light cease to shine? Can the dark cease to fright? Can the snow begin to heat? Can the fire begin to freeze? Can the breeze refuse to blow? Can the cells stop to grow?
Can people change their true nature?
I guess we would never know because waiting for change is gambling with the fate So, what do we do? Leave before it's too late.