Deeds

Decisions and doubts

A mix of conflicts inside the mind

Time will always take matter away

Deeds can’t be erased though

When are we going to break the chains?

Chains that pull us back on the way

Our senses can not fail us

Should we believe in great expectations?

Mazes made of words

Puzzles made of images

Long ages of mystery

And the universe keeps tricking us

Hushing the voices is no silence

If the heart keeps beating

And the breath is still taken

And the spirit still believes