Breaking this dimensions border
I`m broadening out this dimension of reality:
Dizzying, dimly, crepuscular activity
Of unknown might...It`s hardly leaving
Myself in this mysterious place: inbetween.
The day and night, and... inbetween
The dream and cry of human being...
Inbetween...
...I see your subtle pale face,
You`re sitting gently under a tree,
Waiting for the dusk to come,
The bow is fondly touching violin...
Inbetween...
Waiting for the magic evening
Embracing us into it`s loverplay,
The flickering stars and ocean breeze:
The holy mighty prayer.
Inbetween...
...The Oceanides of the York House’s Garden
Are opening their sleeping eyes and smiling...
The fountain, far-fetched flowers all around them-
Are also waiting for the...Hiding
My secret in my magic maze.
I`m painting in my trembling heart
Your gently, pensive, pale face…
The day and night are still together and apart.
And I`m still inbetween,
And I`m still waiting for the moment,
Breaking this dimensions border,
I feel.
It will come.
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Lost in the presage of the shapes to come,
Regained this sense when flowing scent is gone.
Hopes torn apart and melted into one –
One day, one night, two fading dreams…
Фрэнсис Гласс 19.03.2008 10:39 Заявить о нарушении