A lightningPierces the strata of my dream.Like a needle of fireFollowed by a luminous thread,Sews together the squares of scattered fabrics And leads me to

A lightningPierces the strata of my dream.Like a needle of fireFollowed by a luminous thread,Sews together the squares of scattered fabrics And leads me to
I believe in the power of Dreams.How could it be otherwise ? They are the wealth of my existence.I believe in Consciousness strata.The orientation of the