Escape

Let's escape from this real world And set foot into the impractical world In the woodland , Sitting near the trunk,with the sound of flowing stream,visible fishes,dewy grass,bare foot,with the season of life.. Roof of canopies over the head,soil of love below the feet .. Head rested on the shoulder, With a deep silence,with escastic hearts, frozen souls and optimistic teary eyes that wheep injustice.. with each breath the sorrows coming out,with each beat detachment of uneasiness.. Let's sit for a while, Let's distribute the sorrows, Let's free our souls, Let's listen to eachother, Or let yourself talk I'll keep listening without a pause, I will listen till your story ends, I will listen till you heal, I will listen till you forgave I will listen till the end....