Strange, how suddenly we’ve disappeared.
And the voices passed on to another dimension.
When I look all around – find just blossoming greed--
Greed for hunger and joy and the fake satisfaction…

Lonely places abandon, put in abstract misuse,
Fragile marks of emotions touch the tongue of my pride.
Everything was in us, yet, we’re meant to refuse
Shaking cradle of faith in a shivering light…

Sudden frightening call.
The divine revelation.
Then, again expectations --
All or nothing at all…
If we loose one another
in this dangling fall
who’d recall our souls
striving for resurrection?