The books shiver in the dark,
they fear a come-back from within,
the ancient history is fighting
demons tear away through years-
horses, nymphs, gods, heroes,
are furiously pushing their heads out
"we need new life", they cry,
"we need for you to believe"!

As poetry and art are universal
virgins, pure souls of inspiration
you need to prepare their ancient temple,
bow deep and start afresh.
Then angels will bless and sing
in fluid verses, spirit's delight-
children will grow faster, loving more
a precious soul that never lived its time.