Friends

Our strange small world…
It is the space of common wishes and hopes.
It is a piece of unknown transparent worlds.

I write my thoughts and hopes.
I paint my invisible spiritual world.
It became a piece of the real world.

So I added myself to the breath of the day.

Night dreams take my soul for a flight
in other spaces.
Our strange small world…

Unknown people come in my life
With their thoughts and wishes.
They have the attempt to change my space.

But I will go to the beautiful color field that
have flowers and green grass only.
I will take a look at the high sky of white clouds.

They are my true friends
because they never have the wish
to change my thoughts.