Psychophile
Awakening
Always in flux, never the same
The whole world remade, again and again
So much potential, waiting for me
The choice in my hands to decide what will be
Fragments, patterns, half-dreams
Potential, half-light, awakening
Imagine, connection, redemption
Beginning, reshaping, remaking
Brightness behind my eyes, soothing skin
A blessing made without a sound, a whisper within
Shadows fade and turn to dust, it comforts me
Shapes dissolve to integrate, formless and free
From Letras Mania