Star flecked night
Is calling me
Moon shadows
Moving to real
One different of them
Shows me a path
And music from afar
Resounding softly

Towards the mystic
Chanting mist
Clandestine lot
Across myself
Sadness
Grey sights
Of unknown

My spiritual Lonely Pattern...

Flickering lights
In center
Arise from inside
All memories
Sharing with a path
Wasted visions
It lull wild pain
It rest me for awhile
At rusted dark gates
My silent friend
Raise it hand
And melt in air
Spot on white
Oasis in sands
Salvation or the end?

My spiritual lonely pattern