Love, hope and harmony

Our happy dreams of future

Are there to make illusion

That we are here for good

It is a fake, it is delusion

Our bodies are too fragile

To make all dreams come true

This world may give you a career

Or happy family

Or something else you can imagine

But when you’ll try to peel all rubbish

You’ll find that many dreams don’t matter

What brings us peace?

A thought, a guess maybe?

No, we don’t know what brings us

Love, hope or inner harmony.