When ambers glittered soft and floating

When ambers glittered soft and floating,
Now dead volcanos were just about to yawn their craters,
Birds learned to ly,
Beasts lost their scales,
Blood ran unpoisoned,
Gods were young and mortal;
When the earth and the sky mirrored each other;
When darkness was secure and poured pure golds of spirits –
Then the spell of pre-feeling blazed
To blow through the centuries and to haunt my dreams...

Each time i come up to the surface of the day –
I get the truth –
This spell colours my love with the same wild flames
That were reflected in the pupils of the first dragon’s eyes mysteries ago...
 
When the sun leaves the sky,
When the enormous darkness swallows the last red strip in the horizon,
When the haze of isolation surrounds my dreamy night –
My loneliness is not empty, it is filled with you...

You are the beginning of everything,
My reference and sensibility to the world...
You touch words - they acquire their spirit of Cosmic Transition...
You touch forms – they acquire new shapes losing the heaviness of life...
You touch void – it acquires the absolute meaning...
You touch me – I acquire harmony changing in unison with flowing colours...

I pray to touch you and to know the Mood of the Universe...