TOWER OF EMPTINESS
The tower of emptiness,
Calls fort my senses,
Absorbs and gains color from my emotions,
And shows me the path towards the stars and truth,
I have climbed this far,
By summoning the spirits of time to provide me strength,
And with it I embrace the mysteries of the void,
I grab my emotions,
I put them in my hands,
I penetrate the stone and break it,
I get a grip and up I go,
I climb, I climb with effort, with emotions and strength,
Behind me I see all the times I have slipped, all the times I have fallen,
All the times I have died only to be called back to try again,
Whether is anger, love, fear or sadness I comeback from falling to the grounds of stagnation,
And I grab the stone again,
I crawl from death because when I fall, I can see the colors,
I can see the beautiful mural,
I can see the best painting that will ever be,
A painting that speaks of all the amazing things I have done and seen on my raise,
And all that is left to be tainted,
I can how all that has been touched stops being empty and becomes life,
It becomes my life,
So, I comeback, I heal, I charge and break the stone once more,
Death reminds me of who I was and whispers to move forward,
The stone challenges who I am,
And the emptiness along with the stars are a call to keep creating
A mural to life.









