Light's out in the woods
where my shelter twinkles
like all other fireflies

there are so many titles
of moss and the reason
of travel is always nearby

with the empire
of intensive desire
To reaching new faith

It’s not my side-it’s blazing core
Of million chances to be innocent
Crows on the trees look so obscure
When going through – don’t leave the path again

These simple melodies are remains of
frightening memories
It’s evolution of my inner enemy

My concentration doesn’t refuse the spirits above me
But contemplation is the privat way to deliverance
You looking through endless circle of nature origin
Forgetting about the source that fills your emptiness

All the bygone days
like a flash above the haze
I’ve seen this place
In your eyes
for a new reincarnation

again and again