silent storm

yellow rapsodies
midnight violines
smoke covers my eyes
dust is all i see
and your shadow next to me
no secret powers on the line

desert drums
children on the run
heading out for
the heavenly cloud
old pianoman
will there be spring again
could you move this earth around

Photo by: Sebastian Weiss/SWxCP

We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.

Mother Teresa

Bâlan, Romania 2013