Die Gedanken sind frei

What are we?

Are we flowers blown by the wind to desperate places where we can settle down and bring joy to everyone who walks by and stops for a glimpse?

Or are we sunlight travelling a long way to light up a lonely heart forgotten and rotten in the dark?

Maybe we are colours made to bring light to the world letting our surroundings shine from inside out.

Are we feathers light and small finding ourselves in a pillow ready to be the comfort for a restless head in the night?

Or are we humans, creations by a loving God who have forgotten why we were created, to love and to be loved, now living in out own little universe inside our head,
lonely,
quiet,
broken?

You decide.

inspired by dany