Lorenz

Toba

Vertigo of  times .

Glowing passions .

Union of molten rocks.

confused symphony .

Sometimes silence hesitates...

In the death throes the eternity,

the deities of the shadows 

confront the solar dragon .

Humans questioning the immortal,

your bones will await judgment .

New roots giving birth to dynasties

 in wind color paint ...

Where the day begins ,where history ends ,

all engraved into the skin of the fire...

 The temple of nature no longer offering refuge.

In the architecture of a pensive chaos

the naked priestess  casts an oracle ...

Dream of the Toba child awakens .

Life has no more exit doors ...

 burning sand ending up  in the belly

of the abyss ...Obscure beauty .

Last prayer engulfed in the ocean\'s truth .

Memory is only made of words 

asleep in the ashes ...

Upright ad dignified I would contemplate

the face of destiny ,without cursing .

 My being filled with  a breath of living sulfur !

  Mutant stone of flesh ,I am !

Crystal ethereal ,I will survive ! 

 On the shores of the lake ,now at peace,

old Toba telling me the secret...