We're looking up, at different us
As the past
shows, mechanical truss
Guides our eyes
into ancient light
I’m standing behind, watching a dream
Come true, guided by a common theme
Delight to reality in a starlit cosmic stream
Morphing wishes in the night;
Falling stars wave to us with their green light.
Where does our existence fit in this plan?
Are we done with the madness of man?
Do we deform the universe?
By our attempts to immerse
Science into myths,
Beware of the abysmal pits,
Merging storytellers into world smiths.
Or do we step in to the light?
Gravitational smiles alike,
Companion of the night,
As I walk with Delusion in hand
Not pretend, but I follow its command...
And look, how free the skies open to us,
En toi je crois
Clusters of stars coming alive,
Softly spoken, truth flashes in your eyes
As they giggle and wonder about,
Another supernova blows out.
We’re off to the Dreaming, when can I see them again?
When can we juggle falling drops in the rain?
Diamonds and light glitter,
On their way up to ether,
An omen brought my raven’s song
But its sound got lost at dawn, and I belong
To the stories told, myths on the sky unfold,
Although it’s late again and the kettle turned cold.
So I’ll succumb my will to the endless foretold
Embracing the sand in my eyes, memories of filaments defined
And pray I’ll never go sleepless in mind,
While I take another walk, among the stars, befriending Time.
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