We are like the days that birth and rebirth everyday. I am like the weather, sometimes I rain, some times I shine like the sun; sometimes I am the darkness in the huge forest, some times like a clear blue sky ( or violet sky , did you see it already?? )

I can be warm, like a good bed, in the cold days, and I can be cold like the snow. But I feel myself wind, around the mountais, over flower fields, passing on the catching wind toys. ( I am around you, holding your hair, whispering nonsense words in your ears ) But.....be careul, sometimes I can be a ghost, haunting your basements.

( para meu amigo Aladdin, apenas uma resposta )