It’s been a while since I updated. I know. Life is demanding and my muse took some long holiday against my will. This one was really capricious lately. But I convinced her to come back, I hope for a long time. So a little poem about life. I hope you will appreciate it. And I, your comments for sure.
Looking at the motif without seeing it
My thoughts and fear flying over it
As my destiny is hidden behind
In those last instants my fate is blind
But as soon as I will rise that veil
My life will be sealed forever and curtail
I stand straight and hold my head high
For a while closing my eyes, I deeply sigh
Without knowing what the future will be
Crossing through the obstacles I foresee
To keep a semblance of control over the life
Chains of fate already bitting my skin like a knife
I stumble but always rise despite storm
As in your arms I am getting warm
Even Chronos and Hades will fail against us
Riding and feeling on our faces Zephir’s caress
Laughing under the Sun as we run around it.
Whatever will happen, we will never submit.