Seasons
To all seasons
I love you queen
In this flight to light.

Remains to bend the chief
To lift the stone that is erecting me
Me alive
Immobilized and engulfed.

O dark force
Duck -headed operetta poodle
Bird legs, Burlesque dog rear end and tail
I am sure to get out of the swamp.

Everything seems lost
For man in his fall
Tied up and paralyzed like the prey in the web
Apart from failing forces.

From the depths of the shadow
Reptilian energies 
Engage me at the last moment
To follow the noble deer of healing.

The walking towards infinity begins
Self -exploration is the journey
The fall initiated into the ascent
The ability to transform.


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