Under a sky laden with enchantments and twilight shadows
Under a sky laden with enchantments and twilight shadows,
Life is not about happiness or contentment,
But about feeling the blaze that burns in the heart of eternity,
A mystical flame, fueled by desire and wandering stars.
It is not a question hidden in the dawn of time,
But a sacred dance of the soul's flames,
To feel the cosmic warmth amidst celestial storms,
That subtle spark that flashes through the spirit, awakening it from slumber.
Under the light of the moon that watches like an eternal guardian,
Life is like a meadow scented with astral fires,
Not a feather of happiness, but a sacred fire, burning endlessly,
The desire to shine, even when the shadows of time deepen.
Each day is a verse engraved on the parchment of infinity,
A play of lights and shadows in stellar symphonies,
Feeling life in the turmoil of endless desires,
For the fire within us is the true essence of the cosmos.
It doesn't matter if it is a clear day or an abysmal night,
For the soul's flame knows no rest,
In melancholic and magical depths lies the eternal truth,
Life is more than a fleeting moment of joy; it is the ever-living fire of the spirit.
Feel how desires burn you like divine winds,
How dreams intertwine like the golden smoke of stars,
How the heart dances with the eternal flames, in rhythms of infinity,
Life does not demand happiness or contentment,
But to live with that incandescent intensity.
In the silence of the night, under the enigmatic light of the starry vault,
Burn, soul, with all your cosmic force,
Life is not about peace or comfort,
But about feeling the eternal fire that burns, brightly, within your divine core.
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Dan Enache
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