Mantra

Listening to poetics
Drinking beer
There's really ain't much
We gonna leave in here

Just a shade of a smile
An ounce of a kiss
In a length of a breath
Guess you're not gonna miss

I would like to show you
How silent serpentines covering gently each other
Witnessed by a full moon
And a crystal clear sky

There is a place
Where heaven's children
Dreaming of waterfalls
Sitting around a bonfire

Virginity of their minds
Is whipping me like a cradle into sleep
Where thoughts are calm and royal
And moves are really gracefully

Here is no need to be an actor
To act like one, in a theatre
With infinite sky above
And mind to nth dagree around

You could be a part of it too
But you're only a hitch-hicker on my way
So take your own ride, man
Come on! Let's saddle our minds together

Don't you gettin' tired of listening?
Don't you want to act, be gazed by others
While you're gettin' higher as the sun and the stars
To become one of them

Nothing's  worth, except your wish
Nothing's real, except your act
Views are foolish, strange and wrong
Fears are useless without strength