Dance of Eternal Things

In the morning a lion rises from its sleep Concerned by thousand images of restless dreams It roars in search of his own image as it is seen in a puddle of muddy water Tirelessly he roams until midday Sun grazes its gracefulness upon his face He is lost in its beauty Paralyzed by the chaos of things that burden a day On a midday Sun a lazy elephant threads upon the Earth with a heavy footsteps Non-important things become life threatening He wrinkles his eyes as he has lost sight of wide landscapes Where is he threading towards? There is a monkey pulling on his tail, ever restless In the hot charred earth one can see footsteps that leave no shadow One big, one small, intertwined If I does not see carefully Footsteps seem to lose their differentiation in the infinite footsteps layed upon ground of the Earth Differentiate! How hollow those footsteps seem How brittle those shadows must be! A great bird rises in the dusk and to great heights he flies Now the footsteps are but paths, and paths are but a curvatures imprinted on landscape Smiling, he feels the wind in his wings And he speeds ever closer to the Sun Free, between Sun and Earth Everything lost its meaning What is true in this world? Milion crystal lights appear in the night sky Serene, they shower those who are lost The world is now theirs Made up of the Sun and the Earth, Of day and night and things usefull and those not so A wanderer can find that all the paths are but one path Repeated endlessly in a Great dance of eternal things Day, night, night and day Molecules speeding around a core As much as light shines around a saint Night, day, day and night Space widens and time slows Now is all-time Endless in its dance How far must wanderer wander And how long must a seeker seek Is light endless or does darkness devour it in the end? When you hear no-sound Hear then how light shines Lion, elephant, monkey and falcon They dance their own dance Day, night, Sun and stars In a dance of eternal things