It is a forest in my dreams
and a lake covered with broken ice
I'm sailing through the bitter air
The world is still
The people do not speak
and my feet crumble the falling leaves into dust.
The sky is clear, a crystallized blue-grey,
and water floods through the land,
soaking the mountains.
I swim through the air
A sharp contrast from reality
My unconscious controls
in my dreams
and chooses silence above voice
winter before fire
unrestrained
in my dreams
I awaken to a heart beating
and nature is singing
Civilization is pulsating
Passion inflames and enslaves
Reality becomes a musical
a tragedy, a comedy, a history…
set to the music of life.
The people… they speak.
My heart beats.
I follow its song.
unrestrained
Beyond the limits of my feet,
crumbling the grass to dust,
and my hands
They chill the water to ice.
I kneel, pressing to the ground
The beat slows
My skin embraces the chilled purity,
My soul cleansed.
Enter the silence
in my dreams
deaf to reality
deaf to the world
unrestrained