I return to my timelessness
with dreams---forgotten, chimerical.
Now my soul dances in oblivion,
and angels steal as in a dream beside my soul.


I return to my timelessness
with dear, unforgettable memories,
and every memory of my interlocutor became dumb
in pale shades of screaming grey.


I return to my timelessness
with the castles of illusions built.
But thunder fell, and lightning struck them,
and the blue sky turned into a groan.


I return to my timelessness
with broken wings of the ugly bird,
ached in wounds, with failed breaths,
its wings are relaxed after a failed flight.
Going back to my timelessness,
I pierced my dreams and buried them...