Little fairy of the winds land,
can I see you now?

Forgot you little fairy...

Can a stone be wild?

May, perhaps, thoughts linger on grand wings.

Crazy about going my friend.

Crazy.

Cause it all seems beautiful and perfect
but not my background strange demands.



Saw a big bird on the road ten minutes ago.

Think it was a owl
- what a beautiful creature a owl.

Everything in place
but why have I no place?

Interrogations are miserable...
Keep it to yourself.