Soon i'll hide my outer world
No one catches nothing
Holy silence is a gold
I'am the one who's laughing.
There, she's standing on the hill
Glorified and precious
Mother Earth eternal will
Never mind confessions.
Praise the fire, cease the pain
Crawl like a serpent
Battle parties, stumped in vain
Masters and their servants.
Brighten powers, heeling wounds
Brave and self destructive
Not enough a thousand moons
Mind becomes abductive.
Soon you'll see my inner world
Opening perceptions
Towards sun, unstained, unfold
The beauty of reflections.
11.3.2010.
The Beauty of Reflections
© Copyright: Серж Блэйк, 2010
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