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