Whatever earthly incarnations.
I will do it again and again
In all spaces and all dimensions.
I will not get tired to look up words
For this song, pouring from the heart.
And even if the stupid world
Tries to slam this door,
I will not tire of waiting and calling you,
To entice you with my song.
I will never disown, when I love.
Love! What in life can be more wonderful!
I will not tire of repeating the appeal
“Be in love!” for all who are “asleep” in the “marvelous dope”
Forgetting who they are.
I will not tire of invoking
To love beyond all doubt and with all my heart,
To search, to wake up and to discover
The Creator in myself at once
By.Irina stankevia artist and poetess.