Here's again the Allover, enclosed by many questions, and defending itself from their merciless choking… but still so deep… Walking alone on the cold streets and the endless ways of mind, searching for that little ray of light that will help me step out… Searching for the peace and truth without additional sins… Sometimes I feel as if I knew the answer, but this all is not worth a staw… This all happens over me, I know you'll help me… I'll step out… I'm leaving… I won't be here anymore… Don't forget me, because maybe I will die soon, bring me the harmony, the calmness, these may make me leaving peacefully! Preparing for the last word, but still waiting for the absolving light…
