Sun of infinite
circularity
becomes briefly
a forgotten star
by falling
into the horizon
of trembling
hands.

Don’t fear
in those moments
of eventual darkness.

A shadowy world
is brightened
by simple
moments
of truth,
a realization
that everything
has its inner meaning,
a wholeness ingrained
into every single beach
of endless crystal waves.

Beyond the horizon
lies the sun of imaginary tales,
one that will surge from its fables
with the force of an irreverent
cognition that defies tradition.

Each and every moment
turning darkness into light,
light into transcendence,
transcendence into love
because the brightest star
in its infinite circularity
will never stop dreaming
as long as you can imagine
enlightenment,
the sun.