Stretched out arms in front of me I raise my pen of indignation.
Insults driven by pain and fury; I shudder over a wounded friend.
Locked inside a broken candle, my temper burns the threaded key.
Symbols light a fragile mantel, a place to share my poetry.
Underneath the starry night, I take flight with no mistake.
Bouncing off these walls of darkness I hope this dream never ends,
I hope I never wake.

Strive to be at peace without emotions,
quiet the noise inside your mind.

Be still.

Be in harmony with life,
do not react to passion.

Stay calm.

Do not fear loss and death,
pain is a dark cloud.

Mediate.

Focus on the magnificent energy,
become one with you.