TRANSMUTATION
Changing the essenceIs the only prevalence
Therefore nothing was
What we thought we wereHigh hopes...
Uncertainty, that’s certain
The wind comes and goes
Brigs with him memories
Like the ocean and the waves
Erratic with the stormsAnd so life goes on
Trap in their ignorancesimplicity is nothing
Sorrow is only a cycle
Find yourself in the chaos
Then the door opens
New crops of the earth willenchant you
Everything ends one dayIt hurts me the art of change
However like that it was born
The beginning of human conscience
