back – Page 14 – satomipoema

When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown …

There will be something solid for you to stand upon or you will be taught to fly.

– Patrick Overton – The leaning tree

My heart’s a wooden box filled with secrets.

My mind’s an abandoned library full of unspoken words.

– Conny Cernik –

At some time in your life,

you probably had someone believe in you

when you didn’t believe in yourself.

– Stephen R. Covey –

He’ll be coming and going. One day you’ll see him and another you won’t.

– C.S. Lewis – The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

… heavens and hells

Part of this sea of life

… when the tide is right,

We shall cross paths again

When the ocean sings our song.

– Suzy Kassem – Sea of life

It was a day like a slow-motion video of twilight. Uneventful, to put it mildly. The lead gray of the sky mixed ever so slowly with black, finally blending into night. Just another quality of melancholy. As if there were only two colors in the world, gray and black, shifting back and forth at regular intervals.

– Haruki Murakami –

Vulnerability is the birthplace of innovation, creativity and change.

– Brené Brown –

I want to write my secret across your sky.

I want your touches to scar me so I’ll know where you’ve been.

I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back.

I want to taste my own kind.

I want you to come on strong.

I want the exact same thing but different.

And I want and I want and I want and I will always be hungry.

– Recoil – Want

If your actions were to boomerang back on you instantly, would you still act the same? Doing to others an act you’d rather not have done to you reveals a powerful internal conflict.

– Alexandra Katehakis –

Ph : Fabio Selvatici

tears in my eyes

numb to the pain

i’m all by myself

where can i turn, when there’s nobody else …

i’m dying inside …

the wind starts to whimper

there’s not enough time. to leave it all behind

my voice in your mind..

drag the river for my soul.

dust my sugar from the fold.

my sins are gettin’ cold.

where do i begin?

New York city.

the place that has become my friend

i’ve walked my pain over your streets once again…

yet you’re always there for me

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CS_AOZMw5UY

Fun Lovin’ Criminals – Ballad Of NYC