Under the shield of eternity, where the stars whisper the secrets of the ages
Under the shield of eternity, where the stars whisper the secrets of the ages,
I carry within me two brains, one hidden in the safety of my being,
And another lost in the ether, an invisible companion that hovers always,
Following me, playing with me, and speaking to me in the hours of the night.
The one in my head constrains me with questions, binding me in illusions,
There is no true self, no pursuit of elevating it has any purpose,
Every attempt at self-glorification, salvation, or liberation is just a shadow,
The ego resides exclusively in the realm of dreams born from desires.
If you want to escape this dream, you must free the self from phantoms,
Do not caress it, nor nourish it for some imagined radiant future,
Revelation comes from a deep silence, from the abyss of melancholy,
From the moment when shadows and light intertwine in mystical harmonies.
Under the veil of melancholy, woven from silver threads of desire and regret,
I find myself wandering between dream and reality, navigating the seas of uncertainty,
Each falling star is a moment of reverie, a fragment of eternity,
A lighthouse of light piercing the fog of my deep thoughts.
Shadows blend with light, dancing on the silent stage of the night,
The essence of my being fluctuates between the edge of the horizon and the abyss of the soul,
I wander on untrodden paths, searching for answers in astral glimmers,
Each heartbeat brings the aroma of lost dreams.
Under the vaults of the night, I live a story of magic and melancholy,
The sirens of darkness sing ballads of longing on wings of wind,
Their whispers are echoes of the eternal, a dance of lights and shadows,
Each note an embrace of cosmic mystery.
In my dreams, I enter realms of charm and enigmas,
Where my soul finds peace in the arms of infinity,
Under starry skies woven from silver and fantasy,
I live between the magic of the moment and the memory of pure eternity.
Here, between stars and shadows, I wander seeking secret fulfillment,
Each step an echo of unfulfilled dreams,
Letting myself be carried by the divine wings of melancholy,
Building castles from the sand of time and the light of the moon.
Each doubt, each unease, a stone in the mosaic of my existence,
I embrace fragility, I embrace uncertainty in the stillness of the night,
Dancing on the edge of the absolute, searching for peace in chaos,
My soul vibrates in harmony with the symphonies of the stars.
Under the endless sky, under the secret cloak of unknown dreams,
I find that magic is in every breath, in every moment of introspection,
In the embrace of light and darkness dancing in the night,
I rediscover my freedom in the liberation of the self, in the collapse of the ego.
Thus, in this eternal dance of lights and shadows,
Amidst melancholy, I find my true essence,
A free soul, enveloped in magic and mystery,
Traveling forever on the calming waves of the infinite.
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Dan Enache
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