The Wall of Ego

The dreams we share

Are quite a few –
Some are honey
Some are stew.
They are so old
But somehow new
For there’s no same love story
That can be foretold…
Of course, my darling
You don’t have a clue –
To cure the fear
And treat the soul
It’s an achievement
For us all.
To break the wall of ego
Takes courage… might cause vertigo.
But to sit and wait
For the well-known “faith” (destiny)
Is the worse I can endure
If I had your love
You had my cure….

24 abril 2015