On magnetic Pole
an arrow of compass
spinning round it's axis
laughing of joy
Here one can forget
the mystery of true direction
and no reply
on an answers
Here one has chance to dismiss
the vanity and the disquiet
getting high to the God...
Here one has possibility to open
the gates of love and ecstazy
in the heart...
It is singing the joyfull songs
cleaning your intellect
from crazy repeat
of spells
to be infected with logic...
Where should I find
a 'magnetic pole'
for my everlasting
soul?
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