Breath of Life
Huge Komodo dragon walks like a cowboy trough forest of dreams
In the very essence of soul he swims
Like endless maze of divinely beautiful flowers the forest seems
However it is also full of thorns, bizarre clusters, stone winds and impenetrable extremes
Each flower can give life and each can kill
This is the eerie exciting feel
From underneath bad fortune is reversed by balance of judgment’s will
The reflection of porcelain sky thunder is increased by its version of beyond esoteric wheel
The sorcerer gathers the thorns and creates a brew
He knows justice by himself he must do
To his own self he will remain true
Bouncing of what cannot be named nirvana gives flight that is smooth
But it is the stone wind increased by essence of soul
That is surrounded like island by theory of all
The stone wind will complete the final goal
To truly free the suffering soul
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