Two are edges,
dreams and the dualities of reality between a world.
One of the faiths and hope,
the other cold and hard.
One plain and happy, in the
other one heavy the things.
In which one would you live
with pleasure? Are you in the coffee white in the coloured one?
I live too much in the dreams
possibly, and I do not notice it, the things change.
May be, I should wake up
soon, and to understand, what I did not understand till now.
The happiness is born from
dreams, but the reality is needed for it in order for him to live.
