What am I want from future? – I don’t know…
The spiritual space wants slice itself,
But I please me, not speeding up soul show,
Тo separate pain knife from damage Ggelf.
Recover Ggelf from enshroud Magie Noire,
I meat a morning of a new behave.
What am I want? – to swim with you in pair
In rocky sky, like beams in swallow wave.
What are we want from future – God, like know –
He likes a free-coin ancient Chinese store:
Go through the world, my little Wild East cow,
To grasp clay round, but soul origin – more.
And that is why we will return at home
To our small village, like Alaska boat…
Who wants this do? – homesickness icy storm?
Or all our way…or what’s before…or God.
Note
Ggelf – magic stick (God, going (re)alive for…)
