And all my feelings are nothing more but mysteries ...things wrapped in holly words mingled with divine light ...one time I was trapped... ,but still I'm only a soul made by Soul... all around me smells like autumn and I fell that I'm becoming a part of autumns spell...the smell of it is in my bones and in my soul...now I'm traveling like an eagle seeing the world from above and judging it no more ...I'm just a little spot there in the heights, i can see the world but the world sees me not ..and although the world knows me not it has trust in me and i must trust in it ..i must have faith and when the time comes it will see me ...
but now I'm made of silks of wind and warm rays of sun and world is too dark to see me...