Now We Toward the Sun.

My eyes were two burning torches in sheer darkness lighting my muddy road. The leather blindfold of time bound my eyes. My hands became two sensitive antennae the handcuffs of time bound my hands. I shuffled my feet, on tiptoe, on tiptoe, step by step every second a particle forward. The shackles of time shackled me. I knelt. I lie side by side with the earth I now: roll, crawling on my chest and burning. I now: am a wave of the lava of the volcano of my heart: I sweep over the border and the dam, the darkness...