Without words, without signs, without compulsion, without feelings
Arise your head and look
Use inner sight, take all
Maybe surprised chill of spirit monologue
Or living flowers gallery
You will see dark emboss arch
Perfect paint with misty river
Which The One made moving
And freedom of blurred colors
Its calyx full of blood
Its calyx full of ruby
Its calyx full of gold
Its darkness devour itself
And then, painting fade away and nightmares turn to silence
Keep picture of beauty with smile
And then, the red pilgrim hides his face
Lift up your head, look and marvel.
