Finding a piece of peace? A wish, a dream or an illusion?

Pure enjoyment being with others and persuing everyday dreams? Too much to wish for?

When the dream is flying away.... what do we do?

Trying to be strong, finding somewhere to balance again and move forward...

When the tree is tired and leafless, is it dead?

Is running away an option?

Is there unlimited fire in us? - Burning/burned out

Is spring coming back this time? Just wondering... and hoping again...

Without hope: dark, cold and so lonely until eternity...