I may catch Your dreaming soul
To forbid hiding from light.
I’m condemned to be raw
Deeper, than unsleeping night.
It speaks quietly to us:
“Inspiration beats my heart,
Pain from flight is satisfied
Because knowledge got it’s price.”
Spirit of unbroken web
Laughs: “Your time of rules has come!”
Independent stone breath
Takes away an old skin.
I run
To myself,
To heaven’s eyes,
To Your memory,
To rain,
To eternal red sunrise
Under name of new last gates.
Touching mirrors…
Empty hope…
What could be lost to reborn?
18.05 of 2010 year
