That
day...
Veiled
story on the magic potion
Much was omitted
On that memorable day
So
bright and sunny, so serene
No wind was blowing
Yet all was moving
But as if dead and far away
The winds started blowing
And not a single leaf would move
A weight was felt on the
shoulders
Heavy like hundreds of boulders
A powerful Silence was
glowing
Life grinded to
standstill
Yet the air was filled with a thrill
Not a single leaf had
moved
On the head a crown was fitted
And before it could be
approved
Electric storms started to
play
As if the universe had to be born that day
Silence was solid like a
rock
And then - that Sound - an infinite shock...
Peace at last and
"there" to stay...
And it was know within a
flash
This has to happen one more time
Before mind-body becomes
ash...
