Believe me,
the Sun is still young !
Even though men
suddenly became very old
and the fruit of women
is just barely of human mold,
the Sun is still young !
Even though We,
once proud and full of lust,
are now but aimless shadows
wallowing deep in diamond dust,
the Sun is still young !
Even though the Fabled Mirror
no longer reflects our tired face,
showing the Others carrying away
the ancient Flame at an ever faster pace,
the Sun is still young !
Those born of men but not of womb
are now charting the Way
leaving us behind,
yellowish leafs falling away.
Yet, believe me,
the Sun is still young !
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Stan Sýkora, Arese 1996
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