Poezja

Will  I learn to love again?
Where's the door to my heart?
What will  happen if there is no entrance,
And it is only a wall?

I built it with many bricks
Distrusts and disappointments.
Forgive  me fear and lack of faith.
Is it my fault that I can flow
 As the air between fingers?

Is it possible
To catch the wind in a bottle?
To imprison sea waves in a jar?
To open the not existing door?