Backwards - Delight

I remember that warmth\nWhich I felt inside\nAwaken to a new life\nThe temple of unborn child\nHollow sounds of world\nLike an ancient tales\nWere the prophecies\nOf great Judgement Day\nOn that shiny day\nThe separation came\nLike the prophecy\nOf my coming End\nAcute sharps of the rocks\nWhich wound my feet\nThe roots of fear\nHave grown into my skin\nSometimes I stop to hide\nUnderneath the linen of his arms\nAfter that, on sleepless night\nI sing sweet lullaby\nFor my lonliness\nI will come back there someday\nAnd the rustle me with its prayer\nMother Earth will cover me\nThe Nature will destroy the body structures\nAs lightly as she had built them before\nThe Act of Destruction\nWill redeem the miracle of birth\nWe will rise from dead\nFrom the ashes to new creature\nWe will rise from dead\nFrom the ashes to new creature\nAlthough we won’t be the same