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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
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