Source of Life
I dream of you beautiful light
Fountain of new life
Without you no trip is possible
Nor bright gold from the east
You the tender source of life
I wander in the big nothingness
In the midst of silence that swallows
Counting the seeds of sand
Of time turning his rounds .
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