Sometimes when I listen to the dark silence within me I smirk but feel fine when I remember that I lost my time chasing dandelion seeds in the wind and when it start raining Raindrops caressed my lips while the dandelion seeds found a place to call home Under a oak tree I found my refuge and I had nothing more to do than to breath in and smell the wet earth Could I smell the rain back then? No but I could feel it feel the rain inside me trapped in a cloud A dark cloud the dark silence within me. Life moves on and behind that dark cloud within me the Sun still shines - as always -