Like a burnt candle, I have walked on the path of silence.
The fire has extinguished, even the warmth is
losing its heat to the frost.
I see the changes come like spring and them vanish
I wonder what went wrong in heaven's and his
scheme of things.
Sometimes, I kill time but such is the sweet revenge
when often time kills me.
When I sleep, my desires fly out of my heart into my dreams.
The higher they fly, the bigger they get and the stronger.
First like a lark, then an eagle, them a cloud and then like the sun.
They fill the sky of my dreams with the colours of the rainbows.
I search for horizon, a place where I shall find soul's salvation.
I sink in the sea, that I dig, to reach my destination.