Let me be your wildflower
I felt it in my heart, one fine morning of spring, whilst I wished I was somewhere else, doing something important in some ways, I felt that perhaps I could let You in (…)
Je veux être ta fleur sauvage
Je l'ai senti, par un beau matin de printemps, alors que je rêvais d'être ailleurs, de faire quelque chose d'important; j'ai senti que peut-être, je pourrais Te laisser entrer, pour une fois (…)
How strange
How strange to come back to a place where your roots grew but never set, where your soul lies but never rests. (…)
The sound of life
I’ve walked alone, far, and far down many roads. Until I found a place where I could long for silence. (…)