An Odyssey under the skies.
Eternal sunrise, ethereal dusk.
THE NIGHT EMPRESS
The silver frost glimmers in the air,
And the lonely queen comes forth,
Rising to her midnight throne,
Weaving through my dreams,
Letting the light shining through.
DISTANT LIGHTS
Sleepless nights, here they come, the twilight times,
Ragged shadows on untamed silvery winds,
Spreading their voice through the last falling stars.
JOURNEY TO THE LIGHT
The night the moon dropped from the sky,
I ran through the forest to find the silver light,
Among ragged shadows on a windy dusk.
In great silences, I ran.
REVERENCE OF THE DAY
The edge of Night, when the cold is covering the earth like a lullaby we sing at dusk, when the infinite sky dances in a mirror of ice.
WHILE THE WORLD SLEEPS TONIGHT
Traveling through the darkness,
Where there is no path to be found
I flee, I disappear
In this quiet dream of mine.
DAWN OF THE DREAMER
There was this feeling of something in me,
Going off into the unknown of infinity,
To the birth of my dreams,
Searching for the skies I have lost.
THE LIGHT OF TOMORROW
Contemplating the edge of the day,
Ethereal ocean of clouds,
Rising in the majesty of it all,
I find myself where I am finally free.
OBLIVION
At the edge of the universe, where the skies end,
The waves orchestra drifts in rhythm,
A farewell song for the sun.
All I was left with was that fading light.
— Oblivion —
At the edge of the universe, where the skies end, the waves orchestra drifts in rhythm, a farewell song for the sun.
All I was left with was that fading light.
BEYOND THE FOG
Down this road with no end,
Along the giant icy shadows,
A new sun has risen,
A new light after the dark.
I stand on the Earth,
And also in the skies,
I feel the wind stroking my skin,
And a new world is born.
A LAST MESSAGE FROM THE SKY
Celestial dreamer’s wake before the night,
Tn the unfolding tides and drift,
Sun's abandon beyond the mounts,
Once and again, in the haze.
AEON OF SUNDOWN
Far beyond where the horizon lies,
The sun runs into its eternal dance,
A ballet synchronized with the mysteries of the night, in an eruption of embers lights.
EMERALD NEBULA
Tales of the Night are rising from the slumber,
A nocturnal poetry breathing in silence,
Empyrean in the naught of Time.
Stand, look up and get lost.
SCINTILLA
Trees dream in stardust and colors.