I struggled for a while,
a while seemed an aeon.
Now, the aeon seems an ant,
the ant is a symbol of life.
A desire one must fulfill
by the vortex of the whirlpool, Swooosh!
I sit here
the horizon of a wide-frame lense before me. I screen in between, the struggle i had to go through. But, I was not alone, I do not see this drama staged alone. i have a soul with me.
A soul who sees what i do
who breathes what i breathe
who struggles what i struggle with.
Such is the swim ride called Vida. That as long as love, as along as you struggle...
You Live. and you love....
