And a sparkling shower descends on my mood All events seem pre-determined by a God The same God that opens flowers and hearts Not a perennial God that leaves abandoned But one that closely shapes the course of feelings I pay homage by surfing the cosmic waves And letting the power, the flow, Carry my spirit through all adversities In her eyes is a question, As if she could be loved, more than she loves herself? In her eyes is the belief As if she expected but was never quite sure In her heart is the suffering As if she had been deceived, and it could have been herself In her heart was a love As if the world was good, but didn’t know itself In her eyes is the fear Of one who has a dream, reality may destroy In her eyes is the desire A man would wish to fill, but wonder if he could She mostly speaks her thoughts ‘cause her heart is not afraid Although she hides some feelings behind a curtain haze. When instinct speaks, the body listens The shapes that guide the inner eye The animal urge, the need to merge And logic loses out to nature I tried to understand your fate Trouble in your world of late Exact the perfect punishment To yourself and those in wait Then carry off this sweet revenge Although your pain, it doesn’t mend A trophy for your self-esteem You shine it up to make it gleam In survival of the breed To produce a better seed Nature is the one, decides It has no time for your chides Barbarian foes are hard to beat Peace on earth seems just a bleat Dinosaurs became extinct How does your love fit with instinct? Beyond the limits there is a world Inhabited by my feelings and instincts I push the borders of my existence To a place where my dreams left prints This world is not a total prison Until I find the proof of another Still I ache in my subconscious Like a separated at birth twin brother Glimpses of a greater world remind me As I roam the natural evolution Sometimes grasping at a familiar form Which dissolves and makes me feel my prison Maybe it is real, maybe imaginary As the walking fish are driven ashore By curiosity or to escape their limits I somehow treasure my need for more.

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