contrast or balance?

there was the Ecuator...the door of the middle of the things

the space in the silence doesn´t exist

sometimes a just wont to be the other

like now

far away from all of you and seeing the belt wich conect our lives from far away

seeing it like a present

to be open when ever or never

the trip is also there in the other side

far away for others

but I know that everything is waiting for me.

A friend of mine yesterday ask me about the contrast

I just answer,

but I don´t know what I said

there was the Artic....the door in the middle of the things

the space in the silence doesn´t exist...but I sometime I just wont to be the other..

like I was

one night with you seeing the light wich conect our instint

near our meat and our breath

seeing it like a present

to be open when ever or never

the door is close in the other side

beside you

but I know that everything is waiting for me