Blue Balloon.

As if I was climbing in a balloon
and traveled throughout this space
all this air that I breathe
but I do not know.

What make me float
and bring me all the love
because all I need is this,
is love.

In this blue balloon,
there is no sorrow
there is no past
There is perhaps, the memory of you and everything that you do
Everything that is best.
In this blue balloon
there is beauty
there is happiness
may not have the perfection that everybody wants,
but there is what I always dreamed of, awake or not,
everything that is best.

Inhale and exhale
no problems to be solved, or that can not be resolved
no thorns, stones and glasses on the way
Now, I am free. Now I am liberty.