Under the veil of night, where the flames dance like ancient spirits
Under the veil of night, where the flames dance like ancient spirits,
And the clouds float like ethereal dreams across the mysterious sky,
Gaze deep into the fire, enveloped by secret shadows,
And when the inner voices begin to whisper, surrender to them, without fear.
Like a celestial flame burning under the eye of the magical moon,
Your desires stir, and your soul heeds the ancestral call,
Do not ask if these please the gods hidden among the stars,
For in that hesitation, your soul will collapse like a crumbled temple.
In the clarity of the sacred fire, your profound essence reflects,
The inner voices, like whispers from another realm, reveal the truth,
Do not fall prey to imposing doubts, do not retreat before the shadows,
For only through this surrender can you rediscover your divine self.
The clouds drift, ever-changing, like the dreaming spirits of the heavens,
In them, unknown lands and forgotten dreams take shape,
But the flames of your soul, stable and mystical, offer answers,
The inner voices are guides through the labyrinth of your cosmic truth.
Do not ask if you are pleasing to the heavens or the gods beyond,
Just listen to the pure call of your heart ignited by desire,
For in this listening, you rediscover the archetypal truth,
And free yourself from inner ruins, reborn like a phoenix from ash.
In this mystical dance of fire and clouds, your destiny unfolds,
Surrender to the inner voices is a journey through sacred realms,
Each whisper, a falling star bearing the light of knowledge,
And melancholy becomes the gateway to your ancient wisdom.
Under the enigmatic light of the moon, in the deep silence of the ether,
Do not fear your inner light, but embrace it as a divine relic,
For only in the sacred listening of your soul,
Can you transcend the world's ruins and rediscover the mystical essence of your being.
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Dan Enache
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