IRC-Galleria

When the Moon enters in the boiling cave of the Serpent
to feed its insatiable hunger
with the nectar of immortality
again it slowly fade to an end
and the blackness of consciousness occur

There will be no light to come
for the children of the old
again it lead their lives into delusion
to see how we roll in the wheel of confusion

One of us, that is all of us
must enter the stilness of the I
then I see the emptiness of our lives
to rediscover the purity of thy Being
the immeasurable gift is the Eternal Bliss
that is given to us in every moment
by the Supreme Essence
of thy Infinite Self

The gods are showing the way
they also blind us, so we may stay
in a dream like slumber we crawl
like an insect stucked in the web of the great Mother
as a food, to Her children
who slowly eat our minds
and vomit it again to birth

Shining of the Effortless One
in the brilliant sphere of lucidity
that sustain the whole existence
watches our every step
because He Loves Her Creation

When the Eye opens
you see the shadow of this Creation
then the life has a new meaning
to Live in the Beginning.