ODINSONSAYS

It seems that the ship has sailed from yesterday’s mind,
from here and on we can sing the same tunes together.
Never mind the countless tears and leave everything behind,
embrace the days of the story book without a cover.
Should this is be the moment when dream merged with reality,
let us hold our hands together and journey into the shinning palisade of eternity.

There’s no light without dark
There’s no right without left
Little beak hatched from cracked shell

It is not a question about “how ?”…
It is not a question about “what ?”…
It is not a question about “why ?”…

It is a question about “Why ?”