In the endless void inside me,
There is an ocean of tears
And a storm of sighs
Which carries unexpressed pain
Borrowed as well as my own…
There is a furnace of fury,
The fire inside which,
Catalyzed by the soaring storm
Can burn the whole world
If set free…
And there is an active volcano of memories
In a desert of harsh realities,
Beyond which is my land of Rainbows
Full of Love and Life.