The horizon, before the dawn,
and the not knowing.
And the space endlessly endless.
Absorbing all, all and all.
And the silence.
Being there in that pulsation, pulsating.
Being there.
The horizon before the dawn
The not knowing.
And the space endlessly endless.
Absorbing all, all and all.
The silence of the space.
The rhythm of the heart.
The rhythm of the heart.
The Horizon Before the Dawn
2011 ©