Blue Thirst - Hawra Al Hamali - Bog

Half of Me is Ashes> Dance of the light, so professional and clear The skies, a bride in gowns of blue and red Her gift, the stars like bracelets, shining bright and spread And I, a stranger nebula in this universe I fragmented, denied orbit and cast in curse Half of me turned to ashes, soaring high and far The other half, an explosion, a glowing star A good trait in my skin, the curiosity of mankind A borrowed attitude, or just my kind? That's how we are, we entrain To the endings, death's refrain An abbreviation for life, we know A border from consciousness, it shows. Disclosing the hidden, death does bring And life is the curtain, a temporary thing For every search of souls, an emancipation Perfection, full of dazzle and sensation Every search is a discovery of beauty within A test of our faith, and a search for Him.