A dream

Romualdas Arm
Over the point of no returning
Future aside and Past
Where the immense cosmos borning
First time or may be last...

Where the Light & Dark met border,
Colours are turning grey
Moment decides & gives the order
Follow a new one way...

There is the place for life to flourish
And to the death to come
Place to create and to demolish
Civilization some

There are some people praying Devil,
Devils who praying God
They are the Good and they are Evil
And both the ways they not

There are the choice and fate together
There are no truth no lies
There is the climate not the weather
Gaze of the closed eyes

There are the dreams inside the cages
Wich will be opened once
There is the aim unseen for ages
Waiting for time to glance

19.04.2001