Castle

Whenever sadden,

broken hearted,

when tears welling

up my eyes;

My spirit broken,

the days are empty

no single ray

of light in sight;

When fate is lost,

I see no end,

nor see beginning,

not even point on road of life;

When I hear not

a clear message,

from down below

nor up above;

Then every moment

is rolling, falling…

a grain of sand

against the sun.

I turn my eyes

to find inside me

the castle build

of memories and love;

With seven keys

I open slowly

the heavy doors

to rooms with light.

Behind these doors

I keep my treasures –

our first date kiss

first baby’s cry…

A purple rose,

a white, high tower,

your smiling eyes,

grain purest love.