The mystery of time
left me feeling the melted ground
I have been stepping towards the sun
Feeling the warmth of the cold
The silence of the present
had disappeared before dawn
I was left with an unforgettable feeling of time
like an irremovable stain  

My feet were moving back and forth
As my legs were standing still
Feeling the movement of time
The grass in my mind  could build a castle of missing pieces

Listening to the whisper of the past
so closely far from the howling present

So truthfully held the fulfilled mystery
Observing the particles of my present
In the little hours of the night
I was holding the hands of the recreated mind