Frail words
Stolen from silk lips rattle in stale space of the air
And the sun closes the eyes
Day falls down into the miracle
But it's beyond belief
Up on the cheek runs the dew
As the tear which has changed its plans
But here far away
Can see a new landscape
And for a moment in the dream
Emerges lifeless smile of the Queen of skies
Drowning in reverie
(To live and to feel the breaths of the millions in the birth of conception
And to forget each passing second in chaos of gestures, without shape and notion)
Earth is half of the earth
And the end is a part of beginning
And here it tomorrow