You lie in the meadow and listen to the secrets of the universe,
You hear the whisper of flowers and hints of the fallen leaves,
It lasts the moment and end too, instantly,
But but a little bit of thought with space to merge.
He broadcasts everything that it was clear to you,
But in other words, impressively, intuitively,
He is ready to replenish the luggage of knowledge, remembered years,
And calling you on the road, it remains only to go with him.
If you look at the water and see yourself, do not repel,
This is also the most you, which is worth, surprised,
Your twin on the attacks will still answer the attacks,
Learn the rest of him how to immobilize him.
Man is at least two unlike individuals,
As noted once cleverly in his story Stevenson,
But alone gets around, let the imbalance are in stock,
The rest of my alter ego will not give the body to squeeze.
The leaves are falling in the packs, stuck under the skin,
From the sky, the sun throws the rays to sleep your sleep,
You're in captivity of the illusions, they are not like anything,
Everything looks beautiful there, the pale summer outside.
And you listen further, having heard that you whisper in your ear
Angel sits on his shoulder, the demon, the demon,
Angel here will win on prayers, to the heart of the reached,
But his opponent is easy to fake.
So I would like the heaven to sound convincing
The prisoner of hell eagerly was content only by remnants,
This is the eternal race and there is no one winner here,
On one pedestal together and can not be faced with it.
Yin and Yang - indivisible, but either one of them rules
Either in the hands of another braza controls are complicated
You completely rice, sleep, drink, eat, live,
Your body is ballast,
You only lay down in the meadow,
The principles are based on more complex.
