Macrocosm

An invisible world Is hidden from our senses Sometimes it reveals itself Between the shape of the wind and The murmur of the tree Une autre réalité se dérobe à mes sens This wild love is limitless Harmony and chaos in symbiosis Has given birth to this primal illusion A perfect dance Without any temporality Be wary not to let your skin Define your own limits You are like the water Light can penetrate you You will become a nova Realising your roots All your atoms are blazing A river flows along your spine You are the bud ready to hatch This incarnation is the goldest gift You have ever bestowed unto yourself Il existe un centre où tout se lie Il existe un centre où tout se lie Un centre où tout se lie