There are often worlds between words and deeds.
Yesterday still lifted into the sky
Today the cloak of friendship thrown off
With feelings in the wind escaped
Words that sounded credibly faded away
Broken into pieces, lost their validity
On the parquet of unsteadiness
Turning away from friendliness, kindness
Those flattering words echo in the memory
Sounds from afar of moments past
Leaving stars burnt out
Empty phrases, words without content
Shall we believe in flattering words?
Those that turn in the wind?
Lose their content, are forgotten easily?
Those which praised us yesterday and curse us today?
Man promises much and says a lot
Within the turning of his kaleidoscopic feelings
To change his credibility in the wheel of time
Dissolved into punishing silence
Only the language of the heart remains constant
That of the mind is subject to change…
A leaf in the wind…