The lights in your face are moving.

We can't be draw in a paper. Even if someone tries to - and it may be really accurate - there are a few things that will always be missed, that's why we are like a river about to kiss the ocean, our roots will remain the same while we can grow wider and wider.

But if it comes to be draw, we should be running from one place to another, our shape at the beginning of the picture should not be the same at the end.

That's why you'll need to be surrounded by a pack of wolves that will look through the ever changing lights, that will go up to the edge of life, with eyes open enough to look through words and fears, to smell the formless spirit that lies beneath every step.

So they'll hold inside their lungs the smell of who you are, and will back you up when you try to achieve your goals. They will howl and run with you, they'll see the passion that light your eyes and they'll embrace it without been asked to because passion and mutual care will be your common language.

In this way, and only if you ask them to, you'll be able to fully finish the picture that you started.

Because somethings shouldn't be done only with a pair of eyes.