Silent That Picture

All stars have calmed down

The great storm has gone

Now the dusk has come .

And first beam of light

How very eternal

Oh word - sounding with glory

Oh might - of eternal truth

You are the lord

The lord of this world

Thy name is damned

For ages till the end

Obliterated labor of the creator

Means to me not so much as you

Awful odor of souls

Rubbed after time of his words

Fire burnt the sin

And you among frost of waves

Come to me - on thorns and mud

Come to me - on blind paths

Come to me - on false words

In my heart there already aren't thorns

Troublesome their cloud

Echoed

Growing to tone

Past between the times

Invites the sudden creature

Melodies of my dreams