So you are there in the middle of the nothing
and in the middle of your whole life
you sit there to see your life pass
you feel your breath
feel the skin touched with a wild wind
a wind which prolly not touch more than your soul.
You have in front a destiny as each day
but this time is simply evident
You can can watch the real dimension of other lifes.
Paying attention in each miracle
A plant, a bird, an stone
You inhalate life you inhalate death.
Round you the abyss…
sometimes you see it outta there
somtimes you are your own abyss
Like feeling yourself the same emptiness
watching themselves to their eyes.
deciding who eat to who.
The one who win never look at its back.
And in your eyes tears
and in your inside questions
and in your brain imagens
no times, no senses.
You close your eyes and chose a direction
You decide the chapter which follows…
The pain to know you struggle with your worst enemy,
The pain to know you find him infront of the mirror.
and you give the first step to your safe side.
and the inmensity opens the views of all the answers
And all the relevant dissapear as dust.
and you smile giving thanks for the extasis.
Thats you and your soul and your fears.
A moment near God.
After all, you really live when you has had death arround you.