I asked the wind to send my regards.. the angle guards to carry my heart.. I pray to God I whisper to the spirits… I called for the power they have how can I have what I dream to have.. I want to find what I lost and didn’t want to lose.. but had NO CHOICE… speak to me.. find me.. feel what I feel .. touch my soul.. make it feel so real.. just let it happen.. Days are passing like an angry horse.. stepping on flowers and stones. Can’t see.. can’t hear.. the passion of running.. speeding.. enjoying the wind slapping.. painful .. but passing .. still painful and still passing.. easy just slow down.. I can see him stopping on the edge of a mountain.. the Pride filling his eyes .. his breathing blocking his mind.. can’t see and can’t hear.. but can feel.. bending his head and giving up for the sake of a vision.. that brings back what he used to see.. used to hear and used to feel .. but yet not having with eyes full of tears and hope he looked back in front and prayed .. shall I wait? A voice with hope… YES WAIT..