The steed is rested
The charioteer is experienced
The track is known
Randomness rejoices
Preparing to attack
The charioteer’s skills are about to be assessed
By the hand’s strength
By the mind’s clarity
But above all
By the smile
That tames the unexpected
This chariot race
Has just become exciting!
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 5:00 PM UTC
I see
Even when I miss my eye
I think
Even when I rest
I make
Even when I follow
I am alert
My kin becomes me
Until I become my kin
Until my turn
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:33 PM UTC
I trip in darkness
Waiting for an idea
Waiting for the idea
I walk in a limited labyrinth
My deadline is set
And although I have traveled these dark corridors again and again
My path is always new
I am stronger than my maze.
If in need, I will break a wall, I will create a new path
This maze made for me
Is also made by me
The labyrinth is mine
I am its master
Coming the idea, I will seize to exist
Light will be spread to the maze
And the twirls and turns of its halls
Shall become a straight line
The journey
The intellect
The effort
Of the monster
Will merge with this idea
And few will be able to perceive
That before it
There was darkness
A labyrinth
And a monster
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC