Alone .Standing. Arms drooping. It’s snowing. The crumbs of a wasted Life rolling down my fingers… The bigger morsels block my throat.

It’s night out, and I can’t see a thing – only the afterglow of falling stars now light my way.

Where am I going, which way to turn… The distant wolf – howl is freezing my mind, I can’t think – and so far a whole life time. The little Love I had, I lived through… that’s what’s left for me. But even this Love won’t shut the gruesome wolfish maw – seems that nothing and no one will…

And then. You came. Didn’t do a thing – just looked at me… Look at me very tenderly and touch my shoulder – I felt it as if heart were there. Didn’t speak at all, but your words still echo in my mind… From that moment on I’ve moving onwards, dreaming. Dreaming with courage, and that’s what I am, mush stronger then before, eventhougt I know I’m dying…

                            And it’s Beautiful…