That Feeling,
the warm air surrounding you
no plans and no time
minutes and hours are just variables
that make no changes in our life.
Where the waves of the sea know not to rush
and the wind is friendly
where gusts become one with the environment
it speaks wonders then it is silent.
Where no sounds will ever stop us from smiling
and the tongues around us
are as foreign as we are.
The usual habits do not seem normal
the force field above the clouds are like open doors
where it was once before locked and bolted.
I think not of right and wrong,
I think not,
rather I allow empty thoughts to conquer inside
and I give everything to
That feeling,
the rays and the birds.
Another Fly On The Wall 