When you are talking to someone,
do you ever feel like they’re not listening?
Their eyes are everywhere,
except on your face.
Welcome to my world.
A beautiful castle.
It stands alone and deserted.
What stories could it reveal to us?
How many lives have passed through
its majestic halls?
Has there been dancing in its rooms?
Or have sadness and death pervaded
its stone walls?
Go inside and listen to its story.
Listen to the sighs and whispers,
emanating from its dark rooms.
What do you hear?
I can hear both sadness and joy
mixed together in its soft sighs.
All you have to do is listen.