but when this is

but when this is how it's always at night I make a wish , it is nice when it happens slowly to allow me to see that it's coming , it's touching , it's nice , because it happens there is no human activity based on social success , no, here is the simple division between humans, whatever they are, what matters is the love that feeling which replaces hatred a path forward in peace, this time I seek , find , because praying is caught in a spiral that ascends to the sky, it's a great feeling that rushes quickly without hesitation, because what happens when everything is cooked , you can sit at the table , everyone arrives , should be present, that's how we're all at the same time , there is more order, everything is natural , it's biting into the flesh , for the human hard confess it is right that in most cases, because I do not know why, but what happens is the green of the meadow which makes me think of my joy to walk, because a little more than usual I like to be what I am, this is a movement that pushes me to be well , it is a blade of grass, a cow dung , a finger on his lips , and everything is in the measure, every gesture a smile , because here is happiness , even though I know elsewhere is war , you must know s' isolate and pray for those who suffer, what else , I have no means of action, I am here in the warmer environment, then I can not do anything else, if we could all find this place peace , it is difficult, there are too many interests at stake, the human can never be happy, he is too busy with evil thoughts without judgment we are capable of the worst , but at the last moment on the avoided , it is a story of people who have tried to see what will and what will not , despite the technical there is always the poors, no evolution, and there is no idea for that there is no more