5. Rain
Fossilized Flower I Can Smell Your Perfume
Covering The Distance That
Was Called Into Being Between Us,
From The Unexploited Accumulation
Of Different Moments
This Gift Is My Inheritance And I Honour It
By Continuing My Journey, In The Curve
Of The Infinite Alternating Universes.
With Anchor The Three Stable Points
That Compose Your Dimensional Trap
I Can Pause And Dive In Your Mortality.
Reality Is A Rain
Drops Are Falling, Are They The Same ?
Some Will Penetrate The Earthen Surface
And Will Transform The Hidden Seed.
Just Like Fantasy Can Turn
An Empty Scenery Into A Heaven.
Its Balance With Reason Is The Scheme
Of Creation And Destruction
Every Dream Needs A Dreamer
To Blossom Somebody
To Sense Its Perfume Even
When He Is Blinded
From The Light Of Day
Can You Smell It Too ?
The Perfume Of Life
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