beneath the stars that light up night

...beneath the stars that light up night; we melt in time and free space... each life - each soul - each spirit that dwell among the Earth - alive and filled with light of father Sun... one out of millions that we can’t reach, as dream that floating through the endless universe... incomprehensible to us and our consciousness... consciousness that live by itself inside serpentine of breathing cells... surrounded by energy that help to spin our Earth... constellations - kaleidoscope of names, invoke our inner - feel... wartech of the positive and negative as a worship to eternal... mother of all: you and me... and ocean of time that lay under our feet... I am nothing and everything as my free spirit visit far lands... as my spirit fly above me... you should try sometime touch light of the Moon and dissolve yourself inside encircle us emptiness... listen sound of the growing grass... smell warm petal of the flower that bloom... flower of life - me and you... sweet temptation - gift of the freedom...



January 5, 1997
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov