Like ice closing a wave like a storm of wind jumping from sleep in a silence like the scream our sense of drop beside the galaxies The feeling of emptying of the volume of on the ceiling of the skies beyond life beyond the end of my life On the river on my sleeping path Tonight
like ice closure like a storm of wind jumping from sleep in a silence The feeling of dropping us beside the galaxies The feeling of emptying of the volume on the ceiling of the sky An inflammatory canary tonight Like a leaf on my sleeping path Tonight
Third in my heart like a meteoric doubt Azarakh and shining Tear Sun Tawhid Tawhid
