Cirmuļa atklāsmes -

something is just about to begin...
i'm waiting...
the taste in my mouth...
soft and strange as maracuja...
only more christmas-like...
i see things taking shape...
in my eyes, everything changes...
dreams are coming back to my mind...
i see what i've seen before...
different shapes...
same meanings...
incomprehensible...
as myself to me...
no seeker has a tougher destiny than a path that does not know where it leads...
the taste in my mouth...
just as if i remembered...
but i don't...