[Power of calling]
He sat below it and listen in,
Listen in to all what it told
...And at the time come that
unknown
Come from nowhere and behind no one
His lips whisper unknown words
Never heard and delusive
Words as a cares
enchanting
Arousal, beauty and emotion
Like silver breeze stroke
That lovesome and silent words
Melodies sounds out of his
lips
And people listen to the unknown
But yet so imminent
And then...
...Then like dazed, everyone
Old mans and children,
woman and mans
Went away, no one knows where
Went away for ever, without return
And nobody already see them
Only he sat
along under it
And listen in to all what it tell
The tree tell its story along
The tree tell its story along
I am driving
a horse among shadows, flashes of storm, roaring in space,
it is raining blood, knee- deep wading in the mourn,
butterfly of ruin
waved its wings, lit up clouds dropped down to ground,
Death is smiling and dancing on graves, like furious,
obsessed with her
desire for life, grievous rage ...