Seeing the sun falling
Seeing the moon rising
On a sea of sadness
On an ocean of fears


Through the orange flame
Which burns in the sky
Feeling your heart beating
Beating at a wild rhythm


Seeing your reflection in the mirror
The mirror of the moon
Extendending your arm towards the sky
Hoping to reach it


Sensation of falling, bitter feeling
Then reality explodes
At the same time soft and cruel
While forgetting the softness of the dream...

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Khepary, in the year 69 MA.