naive

by walterdoege

an entourage plenty of tenderness…a soul plenty of tenderness…in despite of all…naive…fragile…a boat is a sea…a destiny…a port..a harbour…a port of call to the people that in despite of all the farewels life is a gift…living may be good…it’s needed a hard work…building a nest…reaching in a port…farewells…on the road…loving is a naive one…a gift of tenderness in a wild world…we can buid a better world…besides words…only love is the root and the ground…a boat named ‘naive’…in an ocean that refuses no river…love: the captain of my boat…in our ocean