PATHS OF DREAMS
In the past, in our future
Invisible for some
They were and always will
Giving these sweet murmurs
Of breathless freedom
And ultimate thrill...
Gathering rare essences
For our wandering souls
And tomorrow’s legends,
Defeating our senses
By shattering inner rules
Or their unexpected bends...
Were they following us
To these hiding places?
Inviting and caring
Dangerously appealing
Always changing faces
From brilliance to darkness
Music of our first days
Inside our rusty jungle net
Of sand stones and diamonds
To the last turn of the maze
Could we ever...forget
The eyes of a woman?
