In the mystery of night, with stars flowing through the veins of the silent cosmos
In the mystery of night, with stars flowing through the veins of the silent cosmos,
My thoughts dance in whispers on the edge of the abyss,
Like an incantation born from the ashes of forgotten time,
In the depths where dream and reality intertwine their essences.
Seeking in solitude a meaning that pulses in the evening’s shadows,
I find myself tied to an invisible thread, woven from hidden longings,
In the labyrinth of the heart, echoes of love and loss resound,
A ritual of light and darkness that carries me far away.
Under the moon’s secret glow, our souls melt into one voice,
Intoxicated by the perfume of eternity traveling through dreams,
Repetitions of desires, like the waves of the sea embracing the shore,
A hypnotic musicality guiding me toward infinites.
In every verse, a universe of sacred symbols unfolds,
The flower of life opens its petals in my longing-filled soul,
And in the silence between words, I find connections with the invisible,
Shadows of past ages telling tales of cosmic love.
Far from the world’s chaos, in the depths of my being, I find solace,
A dance of stars on the inner sky, like an endless search,
Learning to embrace solitude as an old friend,
Each moment a revelation, a spark from the eternal flame.
Thus, on the mystical path of longing, I lose and find myself,
In the flow of consciousness that runs like a subterranean river of emotions,
Embracing all that I am and all I will become,
A soul traveling through time and space, in search of divine meaning.
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Dan Enache
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