If liberation be found in the descent, in the cradle of an unknownFrom the precipice, looking at the horizon, reading the cryptic signsReflections bend, disappear, appear again to dazzle the mindNo hand would reach there, no daring souls eitherThis journey will be a safe embrace and then an eternal cradleWaiting for the skies to crack to reflect a world in anxious existenceEverything is reversed, time … Continue reading Liberated