We're the wind and the stars, the autumn leaves that are our words gently flowing out into the world in a tender manner. We are the branches and the thorns and the clouds drowning in the world on the road on misty mornings where everything and nothing can be seen. We're the never-ending paths leading to spectacular places, the beautiful forever afters on dark days that are actually far from being hopeless.
We're the ones who can find ourselves in other places, on the road, in the mirror, underneath the sea's surface. We're the one who can see sparkling reflections of ourselves in someone else's eyes and finally discover how brilliant life can be. But we're the ones who often don't see these things and never realize what majestic things we truly can create if only we believe.