On the street - walking.
Looking for some place.
Dry and clean if possible
to sit and rest alone.
Darkness is your only home,
silence is your prayer.
No one dares to look at you
like if from curse in instance
he will die in dreadful pain -
the agony of your life!
You are homeless - I can see -
nameless but somehow still -
in my heart I know you...
Kalin Toshkov Staikov, 2007 ©
1 comment:
Interesting blog. You teach Reiki too?
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