Now

NOW

Luminous arms to reach the tact...
The door is ajar and a fine line divides the horizon from the eclipse...
It is been a long walk...
How is your halo?
How is the charisma of your depth?

Sooner rather than later that rehearsal will become a delicate performance...
And the blueness of your temperament will soak the entire Universe...
No forgiveness to whom is truly repented...
No sorry when the guilt impregnates your innocence...
No regrets when we will never know anything...

Along the precipice there was a call...
It was the echo from your disbelieves
It was the land from your previous existences...
It was, the rain dancing with the future...
It was you, it was now and always, it was now and never... it was just now...