Reaching out from the feeble space of my world
For something real to come into existence
To burn from the canvas of imagination
Yet immediately entangled in an infinite confinement
Staying forever trapped
We look for authenticity, we crave for creation
Feeling the need to be someone who can be not
While riding the unbridgeable wave of determinism
Still, riding it, we can
So, place your feet with faith
Breathe in all the air you can
Then plunge forward and become
A blinking shooting star
A spear of joy
Life calls you, that's all you need to know
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
Reaching out from the feeble space of my world
For something real to come into existence
To burn from the canvas of imagination
Yet immediately entangled in an infinite confinement
Staying forever trapped
We look for authenticity, we crave for creation
Feeling the need to be someone who can be not
While riding the unbridgeable wave of determinism
Still, riding it, we can
So, place your feet with faith
Breathe in all the air you can
Then plunge forward and become
A blinking shooting star
A spear of joy
Life calls you, that's all you need to know