Remnants of silvery shadows
left now far behind
in the slippery motion
of aerial figures and colours
with emision and reflection
and of monochromatic obsession:
the gray-like swamp -mood of the gallows-
preconditions the misery of the mind.
Cleaning the stains left by emotions
in the chaotic development of a turbulent past,
on the surface are left now erosions
of a shattered skin damaged so fast
that instead of a wound there’s another
and in death and in bloom remains a bother:
in the bitter mind rust the constant corrotions
of forgotten traumas of magnitude so vast.
And as result of a somber nature
and a pessimistic attitude
the short-young is now mature
in appearance, and also lude
in its funny ways and essence
and its nature grim and clowny pressence,
so that the heaven nurtures
and he becomes blessed with gratitude.
Aid the contemplation with the silence of temptation
but seek a confrontation supported by firm resolution,
engage in it by aiming for overcoming and self affirmation
and not by playing games to not spoil the stirred solution,
metaphysical elixir at stake by the behaviors and doings
and the sequence of actions with their causes always moving,
for in the end there lies the key to liberation:
to learn to discern the real from the illusion.