What a boring life,
To live fighting
Competing
Denying
Old pal God.
It's so magnificent
To take a step
A deep big one
And don't look back
Without worries, paranoia, moderations.
A terrific feeling
To take a full breath
Fill your lungs and heart
Not be afraid of the air
Let it gravitate your arms.
The more of my heart is given,
The more sure I am of the truth.
The more I trust the godly hands,
The more I step into golden waters.
There is no stop sign, no end.
He always shows me where
The tiny spectres of life live
And I will always give myself enough.