In the deepness of my mind,
There is thunder,firestorm and silence.
As I walk towards the unknown,
I am the Knight and I am the Serpent,
Through this compelling duality through which I walk,
And the wizard will frantically dance to the end of this night,
As the reflections and reverberations of my past,
Are Emerged and incinerated in this wave of insight,
A fire of grit born in my struggle,
As I walk tranquilly,
There is olive,roses and grape wine.
In both sides of my path,
Where there is butterflies,bees and sparrows.
I am blessed,
This night I am reborn.
(The fourth anniversary of Ink,thoughts,coffee…my deepest gratitude to all my readers.)