As I look into the darkness to perish all the thoughts,
To find your dark sabbath among hill peaks.
I'm Ananke, Void and Chaos power's birth,
I'm the creature, born to serve your wills.
And as I aimed, during sunrise, to see your face as in my dreams.
With caution, I've never thought of being Chronos.
I'm so avid, I will stop cruelly even light beams.
They cannot fall on you in my catharsis moment.
TU ES via veritas et vita.
I was a vapid spirit, in the murky woods.
Manito in your mighty feelings and your mind,
Woke me up from ataraxia to contemplate a muse.
And I'm tirelessly grateful to air that vibrates of your tender voice,
When it flows around me in your exhale.
I feel your presence even when I lost my own,
Though your essence has no any of this pathetic nature's trail.
Who are we?
© Copyright: Александр Рот, 2018
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