The Kaleidoscope of Retreat

Give me some silence so that I can touch
 The undisturbed lucidity of the air
 I feel my pulse in my sleep, through dreams that hide within
 I open to the images which lazily float in
 Each generation has a story to tell
 Stripped of our dream we sit down on clouds
 And vanish together with the setting sun
 Fading among the letters written to the past
 We wander and weave our nights together with mornings,
 Thoughts strain to hear the voice of life unfulfilled
 The drama of evenings and nights when the we only dream of leaving
 Deep in the shadow the fear of the invisible appears,
 Silence arrives next and sits between us
 Once again light crumbles in our hands
 Misfortune makes stronger memories than bliss
 Space crushes us down, grabs us and chokes us
 Sweet dream of satisfaction haunts us no more
 We awake full of fears that all we built
 Soon will fall apart again
 But the song never dies with the man
 Absorbing light we become light ourselves