It will take me a lifetime to understand why the passages of life cross with each other.
Or why trees grow in harmonious notes.
Or why the birds sing their cheerful song, even when they are alone.
Life can show its beauty; enchant us with its colorful parade.
And in a split of a second, drown us with unforgiving rain.
But rain isn't eternal, and neither is pain.
In a desperate moment we forget those who love,
those who love us even when we are wrong;
the angels, who with pampering wings, show us how to fly with discipline.
The language of love and its variations; we learn each one with determination.
Sharing, talking, hugging, solving.
Each one of us has their own way of loving.
It will indeed take me a lifetime to understand
why the future we must predict,
or why can't the world in happiness live.
But something that is crystal clear,
Part of the future we can control.
The ones who love are never to be alone.
