<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Changes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the ideas come and they do not wait.<br>they enter your door and they do not knock.<br>they leave without any permission from your house.<br>they have colored wings and they simply fly away upon their liking.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they are so beautiful and deep and glistening.<br>enlightening and you miss them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now you sit there, speechless on the blankness of your world.<br>why did you not write when they were here beautifully dancing and singing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you know how is it with the clouds<br>the more with air<br>and mists</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they always change and they do it<br>as quickly as a wink</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you know what clouds do<br>the form upon you some stories <br>the rainy ones sometimes and you shed tears<br>in the same manner with the air and mists</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the air passes and sometimes you do not even feel it<br>and so you miss the story that it is bringing<br>the story of a journey<br>into somewhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the mists bring you some notes about what to do<br>in the darkness of the night<br>yet you tarry on the grass and on the side of the hill</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you miss the essence of our beings<br>we are ghosts and we do not know where we are hidden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493932" data-title="The Changes de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the ideas come and they do not wait. they enter your door and they do not knock. they leave without any permission from your house. they have colored wings and they simply fly away upon their liking. they are so beautiful and deep and glistening...."></div> </div> </div>

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