Pandora II

Where it was filled
The human did not know.
Mountains before the dawn
Are the same as before dusk?
Big elephants dancing far,
Far away.

We saw the same feeling
And was finally different.
Women fly like a ancient dream.
They escape inside their heart
And become part of mine.
My flight needs a partner
To build the conscious wings
Of the imperfect swan.
Our swan is not black,
It does not matter what color it is.
What really matters is that is our.

To clean my box I need a hand,
Mine and yours.
This is it.
I am done.
The beginning of the flight
Has come with a word,
With a shout,
With a feeling that makes it possible.

Lie is not the way,
Share, give, stay near
And build together
Is what makes from the base
An anchor to this world,
To the future,
To life.

Come and take it.
Share and dream it.
Become the part that finishes the puzzle.
The box is open
And everything is going to change.
This is the moment,
The opportunity,
The silence after the storm
Is coming
And needs a hand, a heart
To rebuild one world
After the box.