Life. Wings

____to D. Mazurek_____
Where the mind  was perfect ,there obeying the flesh,
Time pushed for changes,gaining a taste of victory in elevation.
Conquering  mountains  and gorges ,turning limbs into a membrane,
Hooves unfolded into the past.

The  wings  spreaded,welcoming infinity,opening the earth  in search of sunrays.
Theropod appeared  in the south of Poland, filling the gates of eternity.
There was a wing flap,like a talisman of the universe,
changing  time and consciousness of thoughts,

Soared in the art of perfection ,overcoming the shackles of fair,
Igniting  thoughts,encouraging itself ,challenging fear and despondency,
Turning  into a Dragon by the power of its mind ,gaining three-dimensional vision in flight.
And by  turning tears into incense,a life  of reflection ,fixated on guesses and facts,found that place in nature.

Where the wings  were flapping ,
there was strength and power soaring above the twilight  in the clouds of the desert.
The universal voice  there transformed nature and hid the words  from everyone in  a secret that,moving away  into the distance ,changed  forever in the song of the echo,changing  shades  into dialects  and finding words  familiar to the soul everywhere.

There was a fertility  hymn that was sent by rain,
Dragon wings  that made clouds cry 
and extract  meaning from the depth of the water surface.
Changing the sky with the ocean in an eternal dance ,

A life cycled  those boomerangs thoughts back,
And  that rewarded nature  with eternity 
and the essence of love,
Filling the flesh  with bubbles of passion that gave birth  to life .