Beyond my understanding...
Stiffed muscles,
trying to reach movement,
to make a perpetual motion,
trying to bring change, perhaps a solution.
At the terminal of today's flight I am.
Blood circulating, life.
Beyond my understanding,
once again you bring a distinct instruction;
you arrange the drama,
and at the edge, where I can feel, not a stiffed wind,
but one BLOW i n g
as an agITatEd stORm,
I am forced to jump,
moving all the muscles of my body,
and believe even when there is no proof of nothing.
