In an imaginary place
with no time and no space
generations pass by
continuously searching
for a family dream
shrine of eternal youth
Pandora’s vase
isle of the Amazons
Aladdin’s lamp
scent and music
incense and myrrh
while outside everything is banality
conformism of nonsense
paranoia of consumerism
the day goes by
seasons are chasing
like the backwash of the lake
always the same
charming presence
out of time
