feathered-strength

while the ground slips from underneath my feet

see me standing on air.

while the sun turns grim and the rain fall batters my spirit

see me standing on air.

while my soul lies in unspoken battles, when the darkness of night time remains a monstruos shackle

o see, see me standing on air.
rising ever rising
firmly planted on this Rock!!

though lifes wind bellows unfairly
see me standing on air.

happiness

today i wonder what that word means- happiness-

today i think it is all relative-happiness-

something cooking under beneath the surface....

a good tucked away in the rippling sound of the thunder.

today i ask my self if i posses this emotion within-

happiness is fleeting...

joy is the dream.