Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The Mother of Culture

All your wars
To save something which is already changing.

All your borders
To protect something ungraspable.

All your ways
Belong to whomever will take them.

All their ways
Are also yours.

There was silence before.

There will be silence after.

All will be forgotten
And be as it was
Again

To Ruya

3 comments:

rüya said...

: )

rüya is a dream said...

i am the only one in this universe...



so are you!!!

Traveler said...

happy holidays ruya the dream