If you can imagine the beauty of the volcanο,

you can feel its power.

You don’t need to have an eruption,

to see the red lava

because you have its picture

in your mind

as I have it on my mouth.

You don’t need to see,

to feel it.

In this secret language,

you don’t speak.

The tongue is a code.

The tongue is the key.

The lips are the entire world.

And you see

that I’m in the volcano.

The red sea is not dead.

It’s open to the ocean.

You flow in me

because I’m in you.

We live the harmony of perfection.

We have the same essence.

The essence of souls

you’re me and I’m you.

We’re the same jewel.