ankis blogg - reclaim the heart

I couldn't be happier when I step out on the balcony and smell the rain when I climb over bounderies five times a day I couldn't be happier when flowers are growing in the secret garden of every dusty town I couldn't be happier  touching the skin of a stone five times a day I climb over bounderies I couldn't be happier when the rain smells like the life of a poem.

// anki