The Life Inside Us

Who we are is the life inside us

Birdy – Shelter

Shelter Lyrics

I find shelter in this way
Under cover, hide away
Can you hear when I say
I have never felt this way

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Could I be, was I there
It felt so crystal in the air
I still want to drown whenever you leave
Please teach me gently how to breath

And I’ll cross oceans like never before
So you can feel the way I feel it too
And I’ll send images back at you
So you can see the way I feel it too

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on
Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Maybe I had said something that was wrong
Can I make it better with the lights turned on

Autumn Moods

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Nostalgia

Rainbow leaves are scattered in my feet, children of the dying Autumn.

At the bench, bellow the tree, her voice is warm and soothing, like a mother’s kiss.

And she sang the song of the passing year, of melancholy and nostalgia, of a door that is almost shut, but has a little hole of hope and chill, remembering those moments that are wasted, lost and gone.

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Longing

The room so quiet, almost dead.
Your voice, your touch, all is gone.
How much I miss you, you will never know.
Days are prison and nights become a hell.

The pillow guards your smell
Of ripen olives, lust and rain.
I taste your breath, it ends in me.
In the sea of love, we are one.

Life In The Ocean

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Under The Stars

Little shiny stones
Are flickering at night.
Sharing their secrets
With a man so little known.

Little shiny stones
Are whispering at night.
Promising their wonders
To the passenger behind.

Little shiny stones
Are playing in the night.
Spreading their love
Over many broken hearts.

Little shiny stones
Are singing in the night.
With a music made for love
To a world that never dies.

Rampage Of Invincibility

Flying is…

Flying is freedom
Flying is love
Flying is an expansion
Flying is a passion for the unknown
Flying is life
Flying is bravery

Life is love and love is when we believe in the freedom of love…
Flying through life is the freedom to believe in its expansion and loving life is the freedom to love the unknown…
Believing in love is the bravery to believe in life. We are love, made of love, free to love and here to love…

Ludovico Einaudi – Fly

 

On My Way To Heaven

Time spent with nature always unlocks my burning desire to leave everything and go…

Looking at Mont Blanc from 3842m made me ponder about life. Striving for perfection and competing with society whose destructive ambition is to have more and more, is no fun. And it is supposed to be fun. Life is supposed to be fun!

Connecting with nature always, without exception, brings the true purpose of life. The joy, the experience, the journey.  Everything else is luggage or in most cases, a burden.

Bellow is a fraction of my journey to heaven, which I’ll be striving to expand and repeat.

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