Born in the season of loneliness
His eyes bright...
like those skies in his childhood drawings
He grew with hope and dreams
Far from this land, looking often to the sky
with thirst for more to come.
Fear? Like was never there...
In his thoughts… the exploration
like deep knowledge of tomorrow
His life had no winters ...no autumns...
Only spring
Like promise of an endless love…
and … Dreamer was his name!
L.T. 2014