Away from people,
away from the noise.
Away from crowds,
away from stink.
Towards my beloved horizon,
Gliding away up to the world’s brink.
I see the kingdoms existing above clouds,
I see the world beneath the waves.
I want to be lost in the starry night,
want to disappear in the deepest caves.
The smell of water, the smell of the space.
The smell of freedom and the woods.
I breathe in the sense of love here
I feel myself lifting all the hazy hoods.
The ripples on the lake up and down,
The splashes of water on the feet.
The transcendence of all filthy souls,
With the heavenly glory, I did meet.
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