Life and death; without one there can’t be the other, They go hand in hand, like long lost brothers. For some it‘s short, but they live like no other For most it’s long, and to stay happy they don’t bother. They blindly follow the person right in front, And walk away with them, till they…

A quiet sail

The oceans aren’t calm and the sky isn’t colorful either, but when you quietly sail through you see a different picture altogether.