...I return to the beginning of time Gathering fallen feathers of the angels’ wings Delighted, I breathe the infinite sky...(Excerpted from Healed by rain, chapter Resilience)

a whirlwind of passion us both shall live in our togethernessin our endlessnessforevermore...(fragment from "A dream", chapter Hope)

I must have been a poet, that might justify the high sensibility drifted apart.But then, I ask myself:“What is a poet without his voice of happiness?” “What is a poet when his sensibility is found in nothing but fatal solitude and deep melancholy?!”My beliefs pour into unfounded questions of my soul's floated songs. (Excerpted from Tears of pain, chapter Pain)

I shall crave for love at the bottom of the abyss, until I find you...(fragment from "Awaiting your arrival", chapter Hope)

And kiss me...As the eternity is swallowed in one second And that second lasts forever ...(fragment from And then my love, chapter Passion)

In the waltz of the leaves in the airIn the features of the playful cloudsIn the nostalgia carried by the windIn Paris alone,I save your love(fragment from Your presence “partout”, chapter Hope)

I want to write about the Sun, whose rays of light caress the sea and under his bliss, all the essence breathes (Excerpted from Underneath horizons, chapter Resilience)

I want to write about the Sea,whose waves run smoothly in incitement and carry joy, under the wings of freedom (Excerpted from Underneath horizons, chapter Resilience)

I want to write about the Sky, whose waltz of angels fascinates horizons and keeps the cosmic ring in wonder(Excerpted from Underneath horizons, chapter Resilience)