One day we will find our doves

Kindness will shake hands with Beauty

The day in which the least song

Will be a Kiss

And each man

Is a Brother

To another man

The day that no house doors are shut

Locks will be legends

And Heart

Is enough for Life

The day that all words mean Love

So you need not to look for final words

The day that each word’s melody is Life

So I need not to find rhyme for the last poem

The day that each word is a Song

So the least song will be Kiss

The day you will come, you will come forever

And Kindness equals to Beauty

The day that we all be feeding our doves with Seeds . . .

And I am longing for that day

Even the day

I no longer

Be there