We don’t need words. Nor plans. Nor promises.
Nor the long walks that lead nowhere.
We don’t need winds. Nor rain. Nor birds.
When our souls are singing instead of them.
We don’t need no one, cause we have us.
Us from blood and flesh. Us from dreams and shame.
And we’ll have us as long as the world lives,
turning each day some ‘I’ into ‘WE’…
– Sonja Josipović –