Pyopoesy

The gate of mind

Pyopoesy


We you feel thet in silence of a cave 
enchanted by cryptogamic 
sodden with timelessness 
walk upon the walls so wet 
where swallowed you´re in 
there´s time accursed 
in unrebuildable forms 
of insuperable passions 
deeper and deeper 
still you make your way through 
no access behind 
just look for the gate of time 
blown in a myriad of solstices 
just try to step across your mind 
as a newborn child comes to the light of a day 
just bear the pain of birth as mothers use to bera 
just come close to your soul 
more than you do with others 
got to ralise there´s only you 
your life still belongs to 
push away the sinful minds 
that´s the burden of the weak 
look at your face in a mirror 
the shade that obfuscate 
is now getting clearer