A change

Change is a drop of rain
So soft, so burning deep
On eyes, on skin—inside
That no one feels the same
And cannot give advice.

Change is a drop of rain
That touched one soul
And poured aloud
The scream, the no, the stay or go
The nothing that remains at heart.

Change is a drop of rain
That we all see, but cannot say
The shape, the name
The rising sun that fights the storm
Into a start...

Change is a drop of rain
And through the midst of falling stars
You hear the strangers peeping still
And ask a shallow : “Which one?“

Many, many...

Many many days and nights aloud
Many many cries and laughs around
Many many hands and lips thrive on
Many many dreams still wait along...

Simplicity

I was watching a documentary on history of humanity and I noticed the scientists talk about hundred, thousand or billion of years when discussing constructions, development, progress... I suddenly thought about our lives, how much are we given? 40, 50 years to live, develop, find our path, discover who we are, leave something behind... sounds like a race and the question comes: How can we do all that in such a short time? And this is how words like prioritizing, selection, synthesis become part of our vocabulary.
But seriously, how do we know that we are on the right track? How do we know what is, in fact, important?These days, I heard more and more people advising each other in terms of loving oneself above all, focusing on one's own needs and desires and miraculously the sense and beauty of life would pop up. Is that so?
What about kindness towards the others, what about tolerance, what about understanding the others vision and approach on living?
I was wondering: If I start loving myself and focusing on my own dreams above all, will that be the key to a happy life? And how will I relate that to my relationship with my kids, or my family, what kind of message will I send to them? Will they see me a strong, self-conducted person or will I just be another selfish, egocentric person that nobody has something to learn from?
Isn't it curious that in a world of so many networks, of so easily-connected people, of great development the most important thing we are taught is to become more and more self-centered? And isn't it funny that especially when there were so little means of communication, people were focusing on relationships, on the power of many working as a team, on importance of tolerance and love for the other?
Anyways, I am a bit confused and that's why I guess that one's life should follow some simple rules or guidelines, because our existence means nothing for the majority, but it can means enormous for the few that we meet and we share our life with.
So this is what I was thinking- what if:
- we try to be moral above all and avoid stepping on the others for our benefit?
- we love our dreams and ambitions, but we learn to love others and help them at least half of how much we love ourselves?
- we avoid bad language in front of our kids, we fight for their good,we learn how to be better so that they learn how to improve their own selves?
- we stop hating (which so damn tough these days), holding a grudge, avenging each time we get the chance?
- we stop making good deeds just to be awarded and pointed towards as saviors of others? ( a good deed should stay anonymous, otherwise it's a stupid way of praising ourselves)- isn't it funny that we volunteer for great causes, but we swear and fight and yell in front of our children each time we get the chance?...
- we respect the others (but not by saying hello), we try not to be so hypocrite in our relationships? So many fake smiles and so little truth spoken...

I guess there could be more... But I realized these days that loving myself, ignoring the others and not facing the reality of my life, running away from the problems or faking the real me, denying my faults and my strong points as well, has actually dragged me down, instead of making me go up, on a higher standard of life. Moreover, instead of chasing wild goose in aphorisms and preaching of others I could start from little gestures, small sincere words and maybe that could bring a real staircase in front of me, ready to climb slowly but steady...

Shy ?!

Run, run eagle in flames
or fly above the smoking trees !
But why not walk and dream or stay
On moving lips- a cry in vain?