With the Eyes of Heaven
Among the shards of darkness
My head is still resting on the bleeding stag's horns
as I continue to sleep
my eyes and hands go up
I see the light with the eyes of heaven
If fate doesn't dance for me
I dress in the aura of destiny
and sing and dance while I dream of the caress of the stars
whether it be days strangled by darkness
or nights energized by light
the world was created without my presence.
and it will perish with me
as I look around this world
the painting looks at me
and changes me into its shadows and tones
while we are both silents
brinasmc
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