Under the veil of eternal shadow, sown with lost dreams
Under the veil of eternal shadow, sown with lost dreams,
It’s no use closing your eyes, you must keep them open in the dark,
This is my creed, I’m not speaking of sleep,
I’m speaking of what I believe is called awakening.
In the dead of night, when the stars hide in the black veil of the sky,
Thoughts dance in hidden circles, like ancient spirits,
The essence of our being floats beyond the limits of the seen world,
Traveling on the wings of longing through labyrinths of mystery and secrets.
In the profound embrace of darkness, the occult light flickers,
Every corner of shadow hides a universe of hidden possibilities,
Eyes open in the eternal night contemplate unspoken truths,
Reflections and revelations, woven into metaphysical and eternal mirrors.
The night becomes an enchanted mantle, cloaking reality with magical dreams,
Where each shadow outlines contours of untold myths,
In the deep silence, whispers of eternal desires and fears are heard,
The awakening is not from sleep, but from the blindness of daytime, a divine rebirth.
Under skies darkened by mysterious light, where the stars are robbed of their brilliance,
We must keep our eyes open, to welcome the twilight truth,
Each moment of vigilance is a journey into the abysses of our being,
An exploration of the soul in the turmoil of endless nocturnal dreams.
On the path of divine shadows, sprinkled with wandering stars,
We learn that awakening is not just at the sunrise,
But in moments of pure silence, when we discern beyond the veil of illusion,
When hidden truths reveal themselves in the serenity of the night.
In every crevice of darkness, unknown worlds take shape,
Each step is a dance on the edge of infinity,
We understand that eyes open at night are windows to eternity,
That vigilance in darkness reveals hidden harmonies in the core of the universe.
Just as the moon shines in the abyss of the sky,
The light of our soul penetrates through the obscure veils,
Eyes open, awake in the dark, discover unknown stars within us,
Brighter than any dream, more mysterious than any thought.
Under the infinite canvas of shadows, in the silence of the cosmic dream,
We learn to see with the heart, to travel with the soul,
True awakening is not detaching from the sleep of the night,
But from the sleep of the spirit, a birth beyond weary limits.
Keep your eyes open before the endless darkness,
In the depths lie the answers to our hidden longings,
Awakening from daily blindness, we become one with the infinite,
In an eternal dance of light and shadow, spirits of our own existence.
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Dan Enache
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