Can´t find my way home

Sometimes you search for something but can´t find it. You can´t find your way home. Something must change and somebody holds the key for this change. When you find this, you´ve found your home again.

Lost

Life can be gloomy at times, but sometimes you see a something that makes it beautiful again. A tiger lost his skin and is now runningaround naked and lost. This appeals to me very much.