Turn Chaos Into Art

Life is moving on
Better and not perfect
Sweet and sober
With some burned sides
Days aren´t to hold her
Deeper and colder
When days aren´t sometimes
Light as a paper
Hopeful as a peace sign
Grounded as the steps of a wise man
Simply moving on with life
Smiling while one cries
That´s moving on tries
Losing to win
Winding Toulouse
On winter time
A summer bird flies
Glorious and silent
On and under
Over all is life
That stops when it has to start
Moves out from the sky a star
It takes space and deserves no shine
Moves on somebody´s life...



Kate Polladsky