Poeme : Second Eve In Miriam’s Dance

Nature black and white,
Blue and red inside,
All colors mixed in new and old vine,
The personality under your breast shine,
Sweet moon, manna in the night,
Showing of the milky way on intelligent sky,
Sunrise like the sail behind,
Around transparent air is full of lights,
Wings move as the smile,
Younger to « all sins, she dress rain forest, river of the life,
Elderess of paradise,
Between » all trees pure bronzed Miss walk by golden flight,
Baby on her knees console psychological sea again,
Hairs of thinks before spiritual wind so nice,
Sweet eyes against the accusation’s fist of fake priest Snake,
No one impure know to touch This Ark Alive,
By Trinity of Suns of Truth in own good will She Is,
Axis and sense of things and beings so fine,
My Queen of Peace, Hi !

natyʁə blak ɑ̃d witə,
blɥ ɑ̃d ʁεd ɛ̃sidə,
al kɔlɔʁ miksεd ɛ̃ nεw ɑ̃d ɔld vinə,
tə pεʁsɔnaliti œ̃de iuʁ bʁəast ʃinə,
swi mun, mana ɛ̃ tə niɡt,
ʃɔwiŋ ɔf tə milki wε ɔ̃n- ɛ̃tεlliʒe ski,
sœ̃ʁizə likə tə saj bəɛ̃d,
aʁund tʁɑ̃spaʁɑ̃ εʁ is fyl ɔf liɡt,
wiŋ mɔvə a tə smilə,
iunʒe tɔ « al sɛ̃, ʃə dʁεs ʁɛ̃ fɔʁεst, ʁive ɔf tə lifə,
εldəʁεsz- ɔf paʁadizə,
bεtwin » al tʁi pyʁə bʁɔ̃zεd mis walk bi ɡɔldɛ̃ fliɡt,
babi ɔ̃n- εʁ kni kɔ̃sɔlə psikɔlɔʒikal səa aɡɛ̃,
εʁz- ɔf tɛ̃k bəfɔʁə spiʁitɥal wɛ̃d so nisə,
swi εjz- aɡɛ̃st tə akyzasjɔnεs fist ɔf fakə pʁjεst snakə,
no ɔnə ɛ̃pyʁə knɔw to tuk tiz- aʁk alivə,
bi tʁiniti ɔf sœ̃z- ɔf tʁyt ɛ̃ ɔwn ɡud wij ʃə is,
aksiz- ɑ̃d sɑ̃sə ɔf tiŋz- ɑ̃d bɛ̃ɡ so finə,
mi kin ɔf pəasə, i !