It seemed to be destroyed above the ground
Until i plunged it into the cold water of black river...
Filling up those deepest levels where I tried to escape from.
Everlasting sky was born long time ago,
Before those stormy nights
Before the Noah's ark was built
Mountain morning dew that never dries on golden fields
Deserts where I lived.
Gods I once believed in.
The crown of magnificent creation is butterflies
With code of unknowable universals(on it's wings)
Transformed into dimensionless fairytales.
On painted wings...Makes biggest ever difference
On the shortest distance... Fearless creatures.
Their lives fit in a day. Speachless weakness.
Because they witnessed how world is done.
Lives fit in a day. And permanently gone...