Robin Schoenbaechler

Forward

Forward we‘re moving
Friends we‘re loosing

In the moment we stay
Will feelings decay?

A house, not a home
Love that counts, all along

Connected to frequently
Neglecting a frequency

Sparkles in the darkest night
Nature carries over the light

In a place like this
All ends with a kiss

Envision where you want to go
What awaits there, pure growth