Fantasies filled my everyday's,
befriending a raging star
blazing in the horizon:
rising in the East; resting to the far West,
when the unknown begins
In the most solemn hours of dull days,
questions overwhelm my mind,
witnessed by a cunning Verdandi;
forged in numerous rhymes,
words I could not utter
written in paper,
painted with brushes,
etched in alabaster;
creating a different person in me,
casting gold in red embers;
willing beauty to a bland reality
