With a breath of spring the air suddenly balances
Along with steps off the flows and their cadences
In the shadow that emerges with mists of the past
The hunt house bowed the dreams to the blast
Then in our dark distance a specter has risen
He said welcome to playgrounds of my prison
Just then we recognize our own little ghost
He called my house a common stew and me a careless host
We follow him from afar, carried away by a charm
We did not know that he meant no harm
Through the fake debris, through the detours
He wrote some wise words that no one endures
We were finding a smile and often a tear
Some of us was afraid from the sounds we hear
On this path strewn with dreams and wisdom
We found out that shattered dreams can build a kingdom
They might be forgotten and already veiled in shadows
Still even desert when gets water it becomes meadows
This vain pursuit of wisdom for a moment leads us
Towards more than a deserted mountain to discuss
The light ghost leads us astray after him
All what we done is running while he just swim
Near the dormant memories of extinct youth
We saw magic on walls in a well written truth
Awaken to our footsteps from a calm and gentle sleep
Somehow their meanings was so true and so deep

Author/ Aladdin Aures H.