Spiritual Journey Of Siddhartha

The music calls me back home... the desire takes me away from you... in the middle there is silence... choose the best sky... But can u choose... love Siddhartha

the eyes look deep into something, waiting for something...a strange thirst which is so fulfilling and contented... a desire so full yet so empty... come and knock the door and u will know the unknowable... come and be a part of this mystery which i carry... the smile which make flowers blossom, the green become more lively and fresh... Oh Sreyoshi u remind of nothing but the life...how beautiful it can be.... love Siddhartha