Jewelry of the clouds on the horizon; Seven circles are intertwined. A voice follows you without words; Soft footsteps, in the water of transience.

No Love will remain unfulfilled.

If your inner silence begins to wear a silk fruit; only then, the day will reveal to you its hidden secret.

A snowflake falls, so tenderly on your lips, I have learned to love this winter.

Love frees my thoughts and deeds.

In a sweet way, my thoughts, are embedded in love.