Flying blind around fields of gold

I’ve been flying blind around fields of gold.
I’ve felt nothing but love since I first wanted to felt something.
I broke something inside of me, and my time was a symphony.
No matter how I tried, I was the one living day by day flying blind.
My youth could be nothing, but was a precious fact in my old soul.
I’ve been travelling trough centuries, wondering around as a sinful soul.
I was and still am a blindsided spirit, dancing and jumping between the stars.
The sunrise has been a thoughtful companion since ever and forever.
I’m the one wanting to live a life full of understanding and statements written on travelling paper.
No matter how I tried to be forgotten I never will. It’s never going to be the same without me.
The chains of destiny are chanted with colors extracted of the dawn.
The sky is all I need to understand. All my dreams are in me, living flesh and movement.
Around me fields of gold live trough time, enchanting my skin, travelling without masks.
They show their faces like me, to whom ever is interested in looking and seeing the realness in us.
I'll be here tomorrow touching smiles and beautiful faces, dancing with the souls of you.

Joana.

05-08-2012