Abstract intro: -If garden's gate is tightly closed Only a warmer wind can open souls.- Body: The human core is empty space. Only a garden can stop us fade, Only a garden keeps unite, And time to time we can see our life. As soon as garden herbs turn green The flowers, trees and bugs feel part… We peg to people eyes and plays… It’s sharing all what makes us care. The garden place is warm and shines We like too often to go inside… But we just stay, and wait, and pray To have a wind.. to blow it’s gates away. We think like this, we want wind acts, We just believe in dreams, in stars.. We stay and wait, for others facts. … so pity and weaky souls, we have. We are afraid to lose it all, We are afraid of who we are, We stop to act, to say, to care Cause soul is small and mind’s aware. You really want to wrap a gift? You really want to have it all? Does just a wish, can make your soul To feel the taste of life.. of love? It doesn’t do, unless you act, You make the road, you move the ston...