Pure Intentions

Written by: valeria iliadou

Lost in the Conscience Labyrinth
He dragged his wishes from silence.
Time showed it's magical smile,
Somewhat ironic, yet fair,
And let him spin around it's journey.
Some dreams were not followed,
As sand he held on hands, 
Instead of stones.
Never learned to seperate
An oasis from a real lake,
So he was leaning to drink water
On every chance,
Yet his mouth stayed dry
After all those years.
No matter what color took his life,
It's just fair to say that
His intentions were always completely pure!