Slava OlchevskiPoems

No. 0004 · Life in Transmute ·

Simple Question

Esoteric encounter with beings from another dimension.

I met a stranger lately, obscured was his faceMysterious encounter took place in salvia space

I thought I was surrounded by many red-brick housesWith red-brick walkways that move without pauses

As smoothly, as a wave, that goes up and downAccording to a force that drives the universe

The wave of love engulfed me, I felt it as a heatMy body melted quickly, accepting its defeat

Can you believe? The houses had smirks on their facesI must have felt dumbfounded and asked the stupid questions

We always here, always, will wait for your returnI heard the answer clearly, as sung in unison

My whole existence questioned, my body not in sightI am dead! OK, so be it. I lost without fight…

And every time I’m coming back to that, so magic, placeI bring a bunch of question about human race

I am ready for the answers but they will never comeUntil I answer question to test who I become.

I put that simple question for you on line belowPlease, tell me dear people: Who Is that wants to know?