The invisible essence of the heart

Any search for attention is subject to addiction. The realms of resonance embellish one's own image, the endeavours of poverty in the richness of illusion. Renegade seems the one who moulds other paths, found in the providence of providence. That strangeness in factual wonder is subject to a trust, whose turning away from the outside is honoured with a sweet look. Will dwells in looseness, [...]
Immortality of the heart

The loving heart is immortal. That fear, whose prohibition is opposed to love, remains closed to itself. The depth of the reason dwells in the fire, whose course of time has long since burnt out. The power of the spirit winds its way through the defences of fear. Tortured in the imagination the longing lies in the distance, long since there in the [...]