Walking down into the forrest

Walking down into the forest,
dear, I lost myself
among the tall trees,
I only knew the sun and earth.
And before I could pass
the green hues told me
to relax.

Walking down into the forest,
dear, I found myself
a voice talking in riddles,
I took a deep breath
and a step ahead
no reason to go back,
not even to pick berries,
so long is the path!

Walking down into the forest,
dear, I lost myself
among the leaves, the roots, the branches
and a song by a little bird,
I realized that in the forest,
dear, I am myself.

Silence

And again I am eaten by the silence,
and again I am transformed by the silence,
and again I am silent.

Once you empty your mind
clean of all useless words,
I seek refuge in silence
and again I am hidden by the silence
and again I am swallowed by the silence
and again I live in silence.

Silence turns into ideas,
dreams, thoughts, planets, visions,
and again I stay in silence,
because we began in silence.

Whatever Prometheus! Whatever Psyche!

Whatever Prometheus! Whatever Psyche!
your myths are not my story, however bad.

Whatever Prometheus, steal the fire again,
from the Gods for us mortals, thanks.
Whatever Psyche, peek into Love's face again
to re-find it in the Underworld, yes.


Whatever Prometheus! Whatever Psyche!
your myths are not my story, however sad.

Well, Prometheus, you went and gave us eternal light
did you know that either way we would forget how to purify?
And there she goes, there she flies....
So free, so human, Psyche
your encounter with Eros was quite a fight.
The soul thus finds love, Right?

You two made the mistakes so we wouldn't have it so bad,
but I still say:
Whatever Prometheus! Whatever Psyche!