A humanity that thinks materialistically will sculpt beings of iron
A humanity that thinks materialistically will sculpt beings of iron,
While one that intertwines its thoughts with spirit will be an eternal fountain.
The amassed materials have not yet transformed completely,
We have two rivers today, one large and materialistic, the other small but perfect.
The earth groans under the weight of concrete, a cold labyrinth,
With steel arms that squeeze the heart, leaving memories as they pass.
Yet in a shadowy corner of this network of iron, I found
A shimmering spring like hope, the spirit twisting into a forest of light.
Materialism is a monster enclosed in a labyrinth of glass,
Reflecting its despair, building walls toward the sky, but without applying miracles.
Every materialistic thought, a brick in the tower of despair and shadows,
Every step deeper into oblivion, a journey of smoke and dark gloom.
But somewhere, in the depths of dreaming minds, another world is born,
With winged thoughts and golden dreams, where fairies weave their desires.
Here, each spiritual idea is a thread of gold in the fabric of reality,
Each breath a song of liberation, a universe in the splendor of eternity.
Two rivers flow through the essence of this eternal moment,
One poisoned by despair, darkness, cold and modern,
The other river, small and mysterious, carrying the seed of pure infinity,
A stream of light on the path of the strong, a certain future.
And thus, in the endless flow of consciousness, choice becomes a bridge,
Between two worlds, one of shadows and creatures of light in accord,
The materialistic river and the spiritual river flowing through our heart,
Which path to choose for eternity, which way to intoxicate us?
This is the story of humanity at a crossroads,
An eternal melody of stars and shadows, of choices, of realities,
The rivers of the eternal flowing forward, spirit and matter in an immortal waltz,
A magical, melancholic song, a flow of consciousness, a longing.
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Dan Enache
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