Thick clouds are gliding
in the air,
like the restless sailboats,
beyond them
there are some other planets,
full of life...
I rush myself
to touch the pulse of gravity,
without judging others.

I believe,
that some human beings
don't belong in their own bodies,
or their own countries,
or their own planet.

I remember,
God showed me His Existence
in a very noble way.

At the same time, tyranny
was kissing my broken heart
with its bleeding tongue.