Fragments of the Soul

There is a time in the crack of eternity,

Some call it solitude.

There is a crack in the soul of man,

Some call it destiny.

There is madness in solitude,

Some call it suffering.

There is destiny in madness,

Some call it a beginning.

There is a paradox in suffering,

Some call it happiness.

There is a beginning in paradox,

Some call it passion.

There is truth in happiness,

Some call it life.

There is passion in truth,

Some call it courage.

There is life beyond life,

Some call it a dream.

There is courage beyond courage,

Some call it faith.