Running in the Meadows

I feel like running in the meadows sometimes.
Endless meadows, the boundaries are not visible.
Running so fast among the poppies and wildflowers.
So fast, that the meadow becomes a sea of green...
So fast, that I lose my mind and I don't have to think about anything else but the vast greenness I'm in...

Strange Ways of Life

Life has strange ways...

It can hurt you for a long time...

May make you cry for hours during nights and smile during days...

You might think that it will last not long, but it may go on forever...

Life may bring nothing good for you when you are desperately seeking for the tiniest piece of it...

Surprisingly it may then give abundant of that at the time you least expected...

Life can play games with you, deceiving you in certain ways...

Making you think that you can make a decision...

Yet when you believe you could; it becomes much harder when the rules are suddenly changed...

It may bring something new, when it's not the right time, or make you stuck with the old when it is urgent to change...

It may not let you go, neither it lets you make peace...

Life has strange ways...

Of telling you that you absolutely have no control over things...