SWEET SPACE.......SINCE     26/3/2003    

I am made up of air.                                         last update: 26/3/2003     
I am empty in nature.
I am smelless.
I am colourless.

You can feel me
But you can't see me.
When I am happy
I dance with the leaves.
When I am angry
I can destroy a city.
When I am calm,
I travel around
Slowly, sometimes up, sometimes down.

You may see me fighting vigorously with the sea
I am trying to tell her the truth,
I am full
Of energy and she is a fool
Yacht without me
Can no longer travel in the sea.          

One day
The air's no longer helping my way.
I am too pride today
Forgetting the important role that he plays.           Enter
Now, what can I say
To ask him to stay?