...did the rain see you sleeping on the blanket of pure lavanders?...or did she, the fallen, embrace you,your bare feet and hands,almost naked body...? Did the wind slightly touch your still wet lips?...
i was wondering...getting into trouble...torches of wrath were burning me, lightnings from the Gods were cutting my vision...
There i was, blind for 3 days, i was unable to see the war, but i heard and felt it, i fought it...not the good fight...
Where were you?...
What did you hear?...
have no fear,have no fear!...