Carving The Way
Delight
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Wings of a butterfly inside
My spirit revives, I feel
The horizon is widening the circle
My destiny is in the clouds
The Stone Pilgrim kneels
Carving his way
One grind of sand
Every night and every day
I believe the Eternity lasts
In unreal ocean
Which is pervading us
Mixing the colours of epochs
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Hearing the whispers of silence
Over the roofs of this town
I want to restrain the time
Love is a dance of butterfly
The Stone Pilgrim kneels
Carving his way
One grind of sand
Every night and every day
I believe the Eternity lasts
In unreal ocean
Which is pervading us
Mixing the colours of epochs
I ask is the freedom a gift or is it
just a punishment for courage of humans
mind?
Do we find the divinity in Your silence, my God?