God, I can not see you but when I look at the sea , or wonder, and wander around the places I love so much I know you are in my heart all the time. But I´m not sure, why I still feel it...if you live in me.....
This letter is much deeper than ever. I just have you at this moment to confess such loneliness.
I´m sorry if I can not pay attention to the signs you´ve been showing while I´m walking and walking and walking to this nowhere .
I´m sorry if I feel myself with no power now, if my eyes cry for so much love I have to offer and this sort of lacking, lacking, ....
Not even the tree leaves , the autumn wind are able to make me smile now, or the sunset, or the ones I could call right now to have a chat ....or mail a letter..
But I´ll make it. You know I´m trying...
Along the years I found out this gift of writing, it´s kind of a blessed world , not something to have locked into my heart, but like millions of little points to spread through the atmosphere such a smell, a special one, and every inspiration is different as if you could wake up again and it´s another day to live and the mistery going on.....
And now, will you embrace me? Thank, Dad... you´re always. You never let me go.
Yoshie
apr26th,2002
yoshie1608@bol.com.br
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