You come to me, as a monster of creation
You are my birth and my death
All living things kneel before you in adoration
you comfort the world only with one breath
Who are you beautiful Being?
With your horns crown in rosy-flowers?
Your footsteps crosses the worlds in-between
your journey has no end and it goes on for hours.
Take me with you, i begged
He smiled and let me me ride on his deer back
Our journey begins as we follow the stars track
We now walk together without planing of coming back
- Me
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