NAMELESS

Freedom in my soul and there is no one who can cage that. I do understand how the hearth of the universe makes stars or why time cannot run backwards but I certainly do not know why the stars are so bright when there is no one around they can help to guide, nothing so frozen that would embrace their warmth. We read about love, think about love, pretend that we really understand it. Heart skips a beat and we claim we know love..

Little did they know her eyes were fixed on the forbidden route; on a small patch of land which was white and glistening against all the black around, where moonbeam danced with the rustling of leaves, where a part of her will was already resting, calling her to name that virgin land with her definition of destiny.