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Without words, without signs, without compulsion, without feelings

Arise your head and look

Use inner sight, take all

Maybe surprised chill of spirit monologue

Or living flowers gallery

You will see dark emboss arch

Perfect paint with misty river

Which The One made moving

And freedom of blurred colors

Its calyx full of blood

Its calyx full of ruby

Its calyx full of gold

Its darkness devour itself

And then, painting fade away and nightmares turn to silence

Keep picture of beauty with smile

And then, the red pilgrim hides his face

Lift up your head, look and marvel.