Shadow

What did I see in palm of your hand?
That brought me to my knee
In all shadowy night, lines of you
Guided me in my walk toward a point,
Engulfed in halo of tears, mystic mist.
I always asked myself in parallel worlds, parallel words
If the lines of you, ever will rest in a forest of dreams?
Or ever my sorrow travels to your doorstep?
One day, sky cried to me in thunder
I trembled as a bird falls on the ground
In the hand of a falcon
I lost my faith since then in all things
That cover my eyes, in shadows.
Hold my hand and travel to me
To the grassland of mystic dreams
Who knows, one day I may gain my faith
In all things that never existed in you
And never die in me